Claire stands beside us
She is ordering a drink
She says hello to us
Charlie says hi and asks about her boy
She says he's fine
And there's a pause
She says, It's funny that you ask
Today I had a strange
Experience
I remembered once when I was a girl
My father came home
Late from work
I'd drawn a picture for him
In school that day
And I wanted to show him
He said go show it to your mother dear
But I'd drawn it just for him
Just for him
Just for him, just for him
Anyways
Today my son came home from school
And he had drawn a picture
But I was so tired from work
I told him I would have a look
In a little while
I should have hung it
On the fridge for him
I mean how hard is it
To give a shit?
To give a shit?
To give a shit?
Claire walked away
And Charlie looked at me
With wide eyes
Like we had accidentally
Walked into some stranger's
Living room