Thumbs

You hung up the phone
 And I asked you what was wrong
 Your dad has come to town
 He'd like to meet
 I said, "You don't have to see him"
 But for whatever reason you can't tell him no
 So we meet him at a bar
 You were holding my hand hard
 He ordered rum and coke
 I can't drink either anymore
 He hadn't seen you since the fifth grade
 Now you're 19 and you're five-eight
 He said, "Honey, you sure look great
 Do you get the checks I send on your birthday?"
 I would kill him
 If you let me
 I would kill him
 Quick and easy
 Your nails are digging
 Into my knee
 I don't know
 How you keep smiling
 I lovе your eyes
 And he has thеm
 But you have his
 'Cause he was first
 I imagine my thumbs on the irises
 Pressing in until they burst
 I clear my throat
 And say we ought to get home
 He offers us a ride
 I reply "No, that's alright"
 When we leave
 You feel him watching
 So we walk a mile in the wrong direction
 I would kill him
 If you let me
 I would kill him
 Quick and easy
 Your nails are digging
 Into my knee
 I don't know
 How you keep smiling
 I don't know
 How you keep smiling
 I don't know
 How you keep smiling
 I wanna take your face between my hands and say
 "You two are connected by a pure coincidence
 Bound to him by blood, but, baby, it's all relative
 You've been in his fist ever since you were a kid
 But you don't owe him shit even if he said you did
 You don't owe him shit even if he said you did"