Mama left the kitchen light on all night again I sat on the edge of the tub with the water running over my feet Trying to get the smell of him off my skin It’s soaked into the mattress It’s in the hallway rug that never dries right Every time the house gets hot in July, the whole room smells like him Like menthols and wet carpet And I just sit there on the floorboards Waiting for it to stop Jesus, give me nepenthe Just knock me out, make me forget Take his hands off me, take the sound of his boots on the stairs I don't want the memories I don't want his name stuck in my head If You're really up there listening Why didn't You stop him? Why are You leaving me like this?
