Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a
While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
Your real daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't see him
But I'm glad we talked
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
She walks slowly, across a young man's room
She said I'm ready for you
I can't remember anything to this very day
'Cept the look, the look
You know where, now I can't see, I just stare
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
Is something wrong?”, she said
Of course there is, you're still alive, she said
Oh and do I deserve to be? Is that the question?
And if so if so, who answers? Who answers?
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive
I, I'm still alive