And father was selfish But mother never said a word As he pursued his desires And otherwise acted untoward So she said Forgive the sinner, don't forget the sin Stir it in a pot, leave it out to sim I tried to bring her comfort Though I never could understand The fault in the wiring That made up such a man So I prayed Don't let me travel down that path Mother eyed me with pity And gave a mirthless laugh She said It's not something you can control And I'm a perfect fit for the victim's role And I tried to be selfless As baby walked all over my back Overstepping boundaries Just to see if I would crack So I say, admit the fault But don't forget the love So she said We'll see after one more shove But it's something she can't control And I'm a perfect fit for the victim's role There ain’t no reason It’s buried in the blood I guess And for that we must feel blessed
Is this what you wanted to see? Who you wanted to be? Did it turn out just like you imagined? No, this wasn’t the plan But you’ve done all you can Now tell me, what the hell happened? You told me You told me you could deal Did you not read The fine print On the disclaimer? Did you think that When it goes wrong I’ll just blame her? So it’s not what you wanted to see Not who you wanted to be Nothing’s turned out a thing like you imagined Too late to change course You hit reverse with force Only to realize you flooded the engine You told me You told me you could deal You told me you could manage the strain Tougher than most, you never give up the ghost You told me you could flush out the pain But you couldn’t see No you couldn’t see No you couldn’t see How weak you are You told me You told me you could deal Did you not read The fine print On the disclaimer?
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