Trial & Error

I told you once you were my son
because you grew inside me.
But who says size has an effect
on what I'll never tell to you?
You told me once I was a child
as my fists pound your mattress.
I'm not accustomed to this trial and error
trial don't try me out.

The way you narrow your eyes at me
suggests that there's some tension.
I don't regret my upper-handed stubborn ways,
hand me all of it.
And don't come down until your chemicals
give you permission.
That's how it works, that's how it works,
but sometimes things don't work at all.