| The two story house where we started again,
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| With the flaky white paint on the garage door.
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| Trying to skate in the drive way,
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| On a hand me down skate board.
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| I left my skin on the asphalt,
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| The closest to pain that I’d felt.
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| Too young to know what lonely was,
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| Just you and three kids in an empty fucking house.
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| I never noticed, I never saw the pain,
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| But 14 years meant shit that day.
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| It never mattered so much to me,
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| It never changed a thing.
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| The tests came in, you were sick,
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| But it’s not like I didn’t care, I just couldn’t hear it.
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| A wheel chair would never take my mum,
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| If I just ignored it.
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| You said we’d never have it differently,
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| From the kids that were given everything,
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| So instead I’d throw it in your face,
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| The thought of letting someone in.
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| The thought of letting someone in.
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| Mum, now that I’ve been in love myself,
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| I can’t imagine how it felt,
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| To be told that you could,
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| Never love another man.
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| It’s not like you had it easy,
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| Not like you came out even.
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| Not like I could ask for any more,
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| Than you’d already given.
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| And it makes me sick,
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| That bad luck had nothing to do with it.
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| Just the heartless human beings,
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| That you called your family.
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| Apologise,
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| You’ll never get those years back,
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| But you smiled through all of it.
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| Apologise,
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| You’ll never get those years back,
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| But you smiled through all of it.
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| Now that I’ve been in love myself,
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| I can’t imagine how it felt,
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| To be told that you could,
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| Never love another man.
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| And I know,
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| Even after everything I’ve done,
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| All I ever had to do was call.
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| But I’ve lost sleep over the,
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| Thought of forgiveness. |