Daddy said that tears are only wasted piss Whiskey breath spilling over cracking rips Then Momma said you two look so much alike Like it's a good thing Daddy said that bleeding hands can make a man And then he said that no two men can make amends Then Momma chimed in like a prayer and said, "Amen" Like it's a good thing, it's not a good thing Brother said that boots were made for out in the field Unless an enemy should make their throat revealed Then sister scrubbed off all the blood and smiled at him You've done a good thing, such a good thing I learned my lesson, so I head out under pale light of moon Find a man who's done me wrong and won't be missed, but God is still Push his chest back on sand Raise the dagger in my hand Plunge it down, pick it up, plunge it (down) argh! This is birth in reverse, this is sacred Tell me how'd I take it worse, I feel perfectly fine about it Momma you were right, me and Daddy, look alike I guess it's a good thing, I'm not a good thing Right?