Lo Siento Mamá

I'm sorry mom, I know I'm the worst
I know you don't like me smoking, but fuck my lung
I know you don't like me fucking, but fuck the condom
Damn, I'm really the worst

I don't dress like a slut, mom, it's just because it's hot
She told me at eleven, I would arrive at twelve the next day
Ah ah ah ah ah

He falsified the notes, he called me a crybaby when he hit me
I wasn't expecting that flip flop
Fuck, don't pull my hair!
I couldn't do anything about it
My father wasn't there to be in the middle
I want Frosties, I don't want Kellogg's
I don't want to do piano, mom
Don't throw the joints at me, mom
Don't come to that, what a shame, mom
You already know that I'm a minor, nothing happens

Uh, you know what I've been through
Fuck you dad, where the fuck you at?
My house, don't you know how to call?
I was born in the Hospital del Mar
And my father was around, DJing
I'm sure it's a pill

And there I was being born, you know?
Coming out of a pussy, literally
You have given me a terrible time
But now I'm a soldier, my heart is made of metal
My boyfriend is a soldier, we are made for each other

Uh, you know what I've been through
Ah, fuck you dad
When I was little I didn't like Teletubbies
They showed me real movies, where real boobies came out
And we watched Friends, and when they broke up I didn't cry
I told my mother I was glad

I thought it meant two Christmases, but it was only one
My father doesn't have one
For my birthday he gave me a can of Coca-Cola
I thought it was a joke, oh, it was from Dr. Pepper
There were actually six cans, for my twelfth birthday
And at the traffic stop, he broke the bar