There's this really dangerous place, it's called hell, I'm sure you're familiar with it; people love to take you there & call it something else
I've gotten pretty good at figuring hell out, like for example, this time, when it dawned on me that I had no idea what you want, I took a really hard look around
I noticed this scratched in message on the wall, reading get out, in my own handwriting
I wish I had written it bigger, but in my defense, I was probably very small myself
You see, I'm from here, so you couldn't hide it from me forever
I'm not really mad at you anymore, but I do wish you'd stop getting mail at my house
You didn't move in, you stayed for three weeks, that's a vacation, you don't change your address when you go on vacation