I cry at night
Because my friends won't go with me when I die
I memorize the rules on which I should abide
Am I pure enough?
I'm being swallowed by this suburbia
They want me all in white, innocent like a dove
And I never speak
Obey authority
Our philosophy within the family
If you've got a roof over your head, you're fine
If you've got blankets on your bed, you're fine
I clothe and keep you fed and still, you whine
Believe me when I say that you are fine
How could you make your mother cry?
Ungrateful
I thought that we had raised you right, disgraceful
I pray forgiveness every night
I'm sinful
Apologizing every night
Remorseful
So I live my days fearing what's below
I fight against my flesh, feel like I'm losing though
I keep on getting punished
I just want to be good
I feel so guilty every day and every night
If you've got a roof over your head, you're fine
If you've got blankets on your bed, you're fine
I clothe and keep you fed and still, you whine
Believe me when I say that you are fine
How could you make your mother cry?
Ungrateful
I thought that we had raised you right, disgraceful
I pray forgiveness every night
I'm sinful
Apologizing every night
Remorseful
How could you make your mother cry?
Ungrateful
I thought that we had raised you right, disgraceful
I pray forgiveness every night
I'm sinful
Apologizing every night
Remorseful