You look so ugly now My, how your face changed I can't understand What happened to my brother From your perch above it all, Deciding to smite us like the God you are Torturing our mother I know that she wasn't always really there I see it every day I'm sorry that you had No one There is no way to tell how you must have felt Standing as a role model when you were a kid But, no one ever recognized That you needed help You poured yourself into Your obsessions First it was trains, then the civil war Basketball and sports, Practicing the guitar til your arms sore First it was our dad, then our grandfather Maybe it's her fault, maybe it's a curse Even though I know you can never be sure With the ones you love and trust, I never thought that you'd be like them I look so ugly now, My how I have changed I can hardly stand to look At my brother You look so ugly now My how your face changed I can't understand What happened to my brother