Thumbs

You hung up the phone And I asked you what was wrong Your dad has come to town He'd like to meet I said, "You don't have to see him" But for whatever reason you can't tell him no So we meet him at a bar You were holding my hand hard He ordered rum and coke I can't drink either anymore He hadn't seen you since the fifth grade Now you're 19 and you're five-eight He said, "Honey, you sure look great Do you get the checks I send on your birthday?" I would kill him If you let me I would kill him Quick and easy Your nails are digging Into my knee I don't know How you keep smiling I lovе your eyes And he has thеm But you have his 'Cause he was first I imagine my thumbs on the irises Pressing in until they burst I clear my throat And say we ought to get home He offers us a ride I reply "No, that's alright" When we leave You feel him watching So we walk a mile in the wrong direction I would kill him If you let me I would kill him Quick and easy Your nails are digging Into my knee I don't know How you keep smiling I don't know How you keep smiling I don't know How you keep smiling I wanna take your face between my hands and say "You two are connected by a pure coincidence Bound to him by blood, but, baby, it's all relative You've been in his fist ever since you were a kid But you don't owe him shit even if he said you did You don't owe him shit even if he said you did"