Your Mother
He tried to hold her hands
Never came through
All the things we do
Do you understand? (Oh)
In the city of bastards
It were a bad (?) man (Oh)
But you keep digging
For the good
Trying to find it
Alive in them
Put your shovel down
On him
Or any of them
Down on him
Or any of them
(Put your shovel)
Down on him
Or any of them
Down on him
Or any of them
Honestly I think you deserve better
I really think you deserve the best
Years ago you gave me your time
I gave you much less
There's something out there that's better
Maybe somebody puts a smile on your face
And I'm not suggesting
The father of your son
Could be replaced
[...](?) rummage through the rubble
To unearth any good
Underneath all of our hearts
There's a piece of us
That's misunderstood
If you dig for perfection
I think you're misdirected
I think your body's tired
From all the holes
That your heart's been left in
Don't waste your life
With placeholders
Who hold their place
'Till the place is over
You tried to get me to look at my life
And face it sober
The one good thing
In all those years of dark
Not that you're perfect
But I know that you're perfectly
Pure of heart
And behind that smile
I can see that
You hurt inside
There must be constant
Reminders around you
Keeping that pain alive
I don't mean to preach
Lord knows that I've made mistakes
But I, want to see you be brave
One more time
Let it pave the way
Your Mother
He tried to hold her hands
Never came through
All the things we do
Do you understand? (Oh)
In the city of bastards
It were a bad (?) man (Oh)
But you keep digging
For the good
Trying to find it
Alive in them
Put your shovel down
On him
Or any of them
Down on him
Or any of them
(Put your shovel)
Down on him
Or any of them
Down on him
Or any of them
For me
Or him
Or any of them
For me
Or him
Or any of them
For me
Or him
Or any of them