I hate my parents in the living room, talking politics againI keep on calling but unless something is burning, they ain't listeningHere I keep drawing blue skies and rays of sunshineCause rainbows are better than rain in my eyes, yeahSitting high at this kitchen table, money's tight but he was stableOnly place I've never told a lieFalling in and out of love when I was small, my dad break up, yeahBut here we get along just fineHow I miss my kitchen tableSo many farts, some of them hurt, some were the best days of my f***ing lifeSo I've gone high, hit a bit low, learned what's right and what's wrongSo I keep drawing blue skies and rays of sunshineCause rainbows are better than rain in my eyesSitting high at this kitchen table, money's tight but he was stableOnly place I've never told a lieFalling in and out of love when I was small, my dad break up, yeahBut here we get along just fineHow I miss my kitchen tablePen in handI traced all these memories on the tableAnd my husband diedI swear I'd hold him to the graveCause he held me from the cradleSitting at this kitchen tableMoney's tight but he was stableOnly place I've never told a lieFalling in and out of loveWhen I wish moments I'd break upBut here we get along just fineHow I missSitting at this kitchen tableMoney's tight but he was stableOnly place I've never told a lieHow I miss my kitchen table