Worthmores - Luke, I Am Your Stepfather Lyrics

I took a new way home to recap on some old spores
Foreign lawnscapes and exteriors
But, I've been down this road before
A sore subjective beckons, your words are flames, I am consumed
You take your time with me, like the night I took my time with you

Over the years
We've multiplied
There's nothing left
But to subtract and divide

Now we're fractions of
Our model homes
Parent-thesized
Sometimes closed minds think alike
We should be proud to hang our heads

I unpacked my shit amongst yours
No more sleeping with the phone
Bickered over lubricants
And a tile that exclaimed "home sweet home"
Masochistic mannerisms,
I'm your new master serve me food
My emotions are balled and gagged
There is no love here in this room

Over the years
We've multiplied
There's nothing left
But to subtract and divide

Now we're fractions of
Our model homes
Parent-thesized
Sometimes closed minds think alike
We should be proud to hang our heads

Serve me up all your lies
Save room for compromise

Serve me up all your lies
Save room for compromise
Foundation is finally falling down
I thought I'd live to see the day
Everything worked out ok
I'm better off when no one is around