Little boy, if you run away Press your luck your mama's shoes You'll be out dancing in the lion's den I you didn't ever think you'd lose
I know it's hard on those streets It's than your daddy's gold 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, your mother's never home
Oh, my God, what have you
I'm seeing children, things That I think children see Boy, you just like your mother Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm children, seeing things That I children shouldn't see Boy, you look just like your
Mom, I I've been alive up in the sheets I to hear them say I look like you win the heart of every broken man I meet Now tell me, what's a girl to do?
I am the of 18 wheelers The of your broken heart I am the goddess of the healers I am the lover you tore apart
Oh, my God, have I done?
I'm seeing children, things I think children shouldn't see Boy, you just like your mother Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm children, seeing things That I think children see Boy, you look just your mother
Oh, you fell in the corner of your eyes
I'm seeing children, seeing That I think shouldn't see Boy, you just like 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 child who saw