Unwanted but breathing
in the next room sleepin
my mother she's cryin
and my fathers been drinkin
in a run down apartment
where the roof is a leakin
he's cursin and cursin
its just the whiskey talkin
and i got lots of memories like this one
oh empty days and nights spent tired and lonesome
when i think back to all of it
its all too much
oh its all too much when you're just a little kid
my little brother
just a newborn baby
and a image of my mother
says he's a blessing
but not to my father
oh how he hates him
an undeserving mistake
he calls him a burden
and i got lots of memories like this one of pickin sides and pickin fights between them
and when i think back to all of it
well its all too much
well its all too much when you're just a little kid
when i wake up in the morning
it all feels like a bad dream
one that follows you and haunts you endlessly
yeah it haunts me endlessly
well i'm broken and beatin
from abuse and the cheatin
the addiction and the lyin
and the promise of leavin
my old man was a bastard
i admired and loved him
and us two kids we were born in
to a family not a fortune