Suburban Moms - Dish Out Lyrics

When it's around there's food in the house
When I finally leave
Then they'll just move out
Drive south and disappear in a cloud
Start a business, open up a store
Live the happiest life doing her chores
Walk the dog, smile at each other
"What a life f*cking your mother."

Boarded her kids off the home
He's leaving messages on our phone
Acting smaller than his dick
Where her third husband use to live

Never made her happy
She only grew bored
Went out on weekends going to the store
Stability was her only wish
It only lasted months after she got it

Finally, it's our last dish
Not until IT got in
Destroyed siblings, psychotic brother
On the verge for a divorce lawyer

Now I eat and weigh things out
It's the probable turn out
If I can't like everyone
Then I won't love anyone

Habit, looking out the window
I've reached a crescendo
Grab it before I'm seen oh
I can't stand any day of this

I've had it, I've had it
I'm jumping out the window
Who cares about being so shallow
I slip out with being seen
So I can't stand another day of this
I can't stand another day of this