My mother said she´s proud of me She don´t know what I´ve done My father said he doesn´t even recognize his son I looked into her eyes and saw I´m not the only one
Loving her is like I´m standing in front of a gun Oh you love me, then you hate me Then we go our separate ways Every time we talk, it´s like I´m forcing you to stay Oh, I could say I´m sorry 20,000 times a day But nothing makes you happy so I have nothing to say