Royal Fools - Bats in the Attic Lyrics

There's bats in the attic
You're a saint, I'm an addict
And lately it's been nothing new
Rusted out lawn chairs
Your daughter's a nightmare
And everyone's laughing at you

Always kept the gas almost full
In case I needed to go
Always in the back of my mind
Some day I could come home

Now she's coughing outside
She can't smoke cigarettes right
She'll grow up just like her ma
She's doing everything wrong
So she'll runaway, runaway
Runaway, runaway
Runaway, runaway
Two seats on a Greyhound
Headed westbound to a motel gravetown

I'm blinded by static
You're somewhat less tragic
But none of us sleep well at night
So I'll sit at the counter
And whittle down hours
'Til the birds say it's gotten too bright

Always kept the gas almost full
In case I needed to go
Always In the back of my mind
Some day I could come home

Now she's coughing outside
She can't smoke cigarettes right
She'll grow up just like her ma
She's doing everything wrong
So she'll runaway, runaway
Runaway, runaway
Runaway runaway
Two seats on a greyhound
Headed westbound to a motel gravetown

I'm still chained up in your basement
And I'm calling out your name
Choking on the ashes
As the walls go up in flames
I'll always say that I don't need you
While I'm burning through my chest
She'll hold my sins up high above me while I'm trying to confess
You lit the fire but at least I'm not left in the cold
Oh, I hate watching my folks grow old

There's bats in the attic
You say I'm dramatic
But maybe I learned it from you
I'll run though it's snowing
It's not where I'm going
But maybe it's what I've been through