Testo Pink

Growing up, our rental had a pink kitchen
That's why my mum picked it
To go with her pink dishes
And our house was filled with everything
And everything was always pink
The toothbrush on the bathroom sink and all

Baby at sixteen, not even her full height Maybe, she hates me, that's fine
I made her resentful, cause I resemble parental
When she was young and rebel
Young and rebel

It's pink, everything is pink
Mama, don't you think everything looks nice?
Pink, dyeing my hair pink
Paint my kitchen pink
Mama, don't you think of me?

Mum dated this guy she met online around 2007
Briefcase, suit and tie, the business type
Right in the great recession
First it weren't so bad, 'til he got mad Said I'm not calling him Dad
Ugly, angry and mean, beating on me
I'm seventeen, what's his beef?

Blame it on her, she stayed all of those years
And I didn't get it, the life she feared
When everything settled, I finally got out
Put a deposit down, and painted the town pink

It's pink, everything is pink
Mama, don't you think everything looks nice?
Pink, dyeing my hair pink
Paint my kitchen pink
Mama, don't you think of me?