Bleach Stains

"Hey kid, grow the [bad word] up."
You say it like its easy.
"Make sure that you don't forget to lock the door on your way out, because we all know how [bad word] eager you are to leave this all in the rear view mirror of that car."
But it cant be that way, so Ill hate everyday.
I don't care what you have to say, my sky will always look grey.
You're about as cold as this view that's growing old, and its growing obvious you love yourself the way id love to leave.
Two years gone, down the drain,
Just like your last meal.
Just like all of my fake friends.
Just like this heart that wont heal.
Did you even make sure I was asleep?
Maybe you're the one who needs to [bad word] grow up.
So turn your head and look away cause I know you are all sick of me saying I'm not okay.