#1
It’s after midnight and if you knew where I’ve been
The trouble I’ve chased after and lack of regret for sin
And utter you could nothing to strip my prize away
No moral words can take what I have earned in my own way

Problems I’ve looked after at my evening with her so
Haunted me for countless hours with counted girls and touching toes
And the trouble I’ve chased after it was of the female kind
When I caught it it was too late for me to get home on time

I coloured crayon drawings, strayed outside the lines at times
Mom and Dad not sorry, no apology, it’s too much off my mind

Doorbells will herald my return tripdometer unstuck
Too drunk to think to knock or too tired to give a ****
After driving seven hours no you don’t know where I’ve been
So go ahead and ground me but my ships already in

Nights I’ve wasted tirelessly with ‘the one’ there in my arms
As I countdown to my curfew and leave it as time rolls on
And warm there on the couch it’s impossible to leave
Without waking her so secretly we both pretend to sleep

I coloured crayon drawings, strayed outside the lines at times
Mom and Dad not sorry, no apology, it’s too much off my mind

The drawings of my childhood in crayon spring to life
They are still with me always as I show my child and wife
As we gander on his charm as we see him growing tall
With a face full of my wonder I know he will not care at all

I coloured crayon drawings, strayed outside the lines at times
Mom and Dad not sorry, no apology, it’s too much off my mind
I coloured crayon drawings, blue and green and clementine
Mom and Dad not sorry, no apology, it’s too much off my mind

Any comments would be lovely thanks.
#2
whoh i really like that like a lot. i love the way it flows. theres no awkward stoppages or anything. everything runs together and theres the odd catchy rhyming. the emotions you capture are that of the things we try to ignore because it hurts too much to think about or even consider

And warm there on the couch it’s impossible to leave
Without waking her so secretly we both pretend to sleep

i really like that line. i think its powerful and captures that side we dont dare to touch. i think maybe on the very last line, leave it at Mom and Dad not sorry, no apology. just leave it at that. my only suggestion. but hey im a crappy lyricist anyway im just liking what i see!
#3
Hmm I definitely agree with changing the end, I'm always afraid to step outside my little rhyme scheme world, but that works well. Thanks for the idea!