When my mothers acting looney & The neighbors throw xxxx 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 xxxx they give me All y stories keep 'em busy & I'm cloaking myslef skillfully 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.