whats the matter little babe? do you miss your mothers face? she had gone and changed her name but that doesn’t mean a thing stay strong, i too have felt betrayed
i saw her hiding drinks under baths and kitchen sinks she wont stop until she thinks she’s cured
little boy, how is your health? you remind me of myself if you fight your fears today i assure you’ll be okay because i’ve layed right where you lay
have you broke your promise, son? did you play with fathers gun? don’t ignore your phobias they wont go away
oh my lover oh my friend i can hear you speak again and i know i’m movin’ on but i dont feel that you’ve gone because i still hear your voice in crowded parks
i played another round the odds had shot me down but i’m making something out of myself