What If

What if she never tortures me anymore?

How would I manage?

What if she never nails my tongue

To the bathroom floor?

What if she walks away

Leaving me a-ok

Hiding each power tool

Why would she be so cruel?

I could stab my arm myself

Could rip my tonsils out

Could set my hair aflame

I could spray my eyes with mace

But face the fact, without her

It wouldn't be the same

Grandma, what if there was this girl who met this person

And they're gonna run away and live alone and eat apples

What would you give her?

Nothing, she's your sister, be happy for her

But what if she doesn't get rid of him?

What if all the good times are already behind me?

That's life kid

You lose the thing you love

Wednesday will drink and then

She'll be herself again

Lucas will leave her be

So she can torture me

Just like she always did

Till then, I'm just a strange, fat kid