Nickname Stuck

[Chorus]
Has the nickname stuck so far into your arm
Your considerable wit and undeniable charm
Are not enough to pluck the sword out of the stone
When the sword is a muscle wrapped around a bone?

[Verse 1]
I know that your father used up his last favour
Getting you off with a slap on the wrist
And I know that your mother says, "Get a decent supper"
Pressing a fifty into your fist
She thinks that you'll get better
Is that why you hate her?

[Chorus]
Or has the nickname stuck so far into your arm
Your considerable wit and undeniable charm
Are not enough to pluck the sword out of the stone
When the sword is a muscle wrapped around a bone?

[Verse 2]
What about your lover? Shouldn't she be older?
It'll be luck if she makes twenty-two
'Cause now there's something sharper above your Bunsen burner
Than the blade she so cautiously withdrew
She's still somebody's daughter
Is that why you caught her?
Is that why you're dragging her down after you into the dark?

[Chorus]
Has the nickname stuck so far into your arm
Your considerable wit and undeniable charm
Are not enough to pluck the sword out of the stone
When the sword is a muscle wrapped around a bone?
And is the nickname stuck so deep into the skin
If you still had a choice, you'd prefer to leave it in?