Little boy, if you run again Press your luck your mama's shoes You'll be out dancing down in the den I guess you didn't think you'd lose
I know it's hard on those streets It's better than your daddy's All the drivers on their secrets in sheets You know what they were for
I don't remember why I stopped All my imaginary friends are the door your dad's been drinking Child, mother's never coming home
Oh, my God, what you done?
I'm seeing children, seeing That I children shouldn't see Boy, you look just like mother Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm seeing children, seeing That I children shouldn't see Boy, you look just your mother
Mom, I guess been alive up in the sheets I love to hear them say I like you win the heart of every broken man I meet Now mama tell me, what's a to do?
I am the of 18 wheelers The sister of your broken I am the goddess of the healers I am the lover you tore apart
Oh, my God, what have I
I'm seeing children, things That I think children see Boy, you look like your mother Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm children, seeing things I think children shouldn't see Boy, you look just your mother
Oh, you fell in the corner of your eyes
I'm seeing children, seeing That I think children see Boy, you look just your mother Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm children, seeing things I think children shouldn't see Boy, you look just like your
Well, I am the who The only who I am the who I am the who saw everything