Moving Back Home #1

My first girlfriend worked at a posse shop
And I went there every day
Just buying anything I could think of so I could talk to her
And then finally we went on a date
We decided to meet in a bar
She came in with all these people I didn't know
But she left with me

And while we walked along the alleys and side streets
We only stopped to make out
And when we finally got to her apartment
On the front door was a piece of paper
In red ink it said, "Willy" on it
And stuck through the middle was a butcher knife
Going into her front door

"Ah, who the hell did that?" I asked her
"My old boyfriend," she said
"The one I came to the bar with"

Well two years later I moved home
My heart broken, blown and gone
Being young I sold everything I owned
And during the day I'd sit on the roof
And drink vodka and 7-Ups and sit on a lawn chair
Problem is I could never see my mom's car if she came home from work
When she saw me drunk she'd always start screaming
And she screamed so loud it was like her head would explode