When my mothers acting looney & the neighbors throw sh** at me & i tell myself i'm crazy Cuz im still chocking myself willfully Why go home? When i write is when i'm happy But someone's always screaming at me & the girls all think i'm wacky But i'm choking myself willfully Why go home? Ive got no knife When im stuck in psychotherapy & i pop the sh** they give me All y stories keep 'em busy & i'm cloaking myslef sk**fully Why go home? Sometimes i forget im davey & i wake up naked, shaved, & hazy & they tell me that im crazy Well, i dont need them to forgive me Why go home? I've got no knife