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You woke the wrecking yard houndsWhen you slammed the passenger side.Father watched you from the yardWith his knuckles wrapped in ice.Now the screen door is still brokenSince you kicked your Kodiaks through it.But we left the Christmas tree standingIn case you turned around.Now I've heard you've got a good jobPitching had down in Salmon Arm.Maybe I'll hike there from the coastWhen the weather starts to warm.K.D. called on the weekend;She was crying on the telephone,'Cause father said as far as he's concernedYou've been stricken from our home.He's gone out of his head.(She's gone out of her head.)He's gone out of his head.(She's gone out of his head.)He's gone out of his head.Sometimes choices aren't so clear.Father raged like a soldier.Letras de cancionesHe put his fist through the kitchen doorWhen I said it would have been better ifYou had split on your own accord.I don't care about the damage,But I wish you were there to see itWhen I scored a hat-trick on the teamThat called you a fucking queer.Gonna find me another home.The things you'll never know.The things you'll never feel.The things you'll never see.The times you'll never know. From Letras Mania