My dad is a professor
He taught me the ins and outs
What happens when someone walks in for 20 years
And walks out with half of everything.
Having Court dates on Court dates
With court times playing this Court game.
Of who scores the most points with the kids.
He plays the game with his former half
On how many creases
You can bend in our family line
Until there is nothing left
But a sided family.

My mother is a beautiful tattoo on a drug Lord
She taught me on who I should be
And I shouldn't be
By Tearing a page
From the nearest melodrama she could find.
She holds hostage to the home movies
The ones where I splash mud all over my cats
Videos that make me forget
Of what one Thanksgiving looks like.

Yet the thing that I had to learn from them
Is that mom and dad loved to shout.
Really loud actually.
So loud that it slams counters and doors
You knocked over my brand new Lego Harry Potter set
I got from one of my Christmases.

Mom and dad say
That it's the sounds of a disagreement.
But really it's the sound
Of two people falling out of love.