I’d be more than surprised if you
Every actually followed through
Every actually followed through
With anything to do with me
Or for that matter to do with anybody but yourself.
My vision blurred with disappointment in it’s liquid form
Like on the day when I was born.
Except you loved me then.
I consider it a terrible sin to stop loving people you yourself made.
Lucky for you they don’t give a grade for motherhood
The one you’d earn would surely burn a perfectionist like you.
Do what you do,
They’ll all eventually see
that because you’re skilled in saying what you’d like them to believe
It doesn’t make it true.
If I believed everything you told me to,
I’m sure I’d be worse off than you
And in a bigger world of hurt.
Lower than low with my face in the dirt
Looking around hoping no one could see.
If what’s become of you in the end becomes of me,
I should just quit now.
Buy a one way ticket on the suicide line, get outta town.
The roller coaster ride just wouldn’t be worth it
Just to end it all in a bottomless pit of dispair.
I wonder what things will be like without you there
Practically a waste of air... as bad as it sounds.
You act like you’re too old to come around,
but I think you’re just afraid.
Wish you’d think of all the sunny days
You sat inside and prayed for rain,
While your kids just prayed and prayed for change or more.
Is it too much to ask for, for you just to try
So concerned with the clouds that you can’t see the sky
You were young once and dreamed you could fly,At least I hope.
I grew up waiting to find you hanging from a rope
soul long gone.
Can’t you see, everything’s not that wrong
Not enough anyway, to become but a shell
And I’d bet anyday, that you’ll eventually be well
And Find happy too.
But if I took that wager,
I’d find myself in danger of being as crazy as you.
If your foot were in my shoe,
What would you do