charmless truth i seen you dressed in children s clothes where the wind goes i don t care to know lawless like your mother and hopeless as our father it holds us by the ankles it drags us down the road the hallway caught us smiling i held a toy knife to your chest said kiss me or else you ll get it you laughed and touched my neck your silence is coming home again your silence is coming home again let the wind blow and bring you back again