May. 1st, 2002

demonlurking: (darktongue)



Too Bad

Father's hands are lined with dirt from long days in the field
Mother's hands are serving meals in a café on Main Street
With mouths to feed... just tryin' to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about... is how it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk

You left without saying goodbye, although I'm sure you tried
You call the house from time to time to make sure we're alive
But you weren't there right when I needed you the most
And now I dream about it... and how it's so bad

It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk

It's so bad, it's too bad, it's stupid
It's too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk

Father's hands are lined with guilt from tearing us apart
Guess it turned out in the end, just look at where we are
We made it out...
...we still got clothing on our backs
And now I scream about it...
...and how it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad

It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk

It's so bad, it's too bad, it's stupid
It's too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
Long time, let’s walk, let’s talk



Profile

demonlurking: (Default)
demonlurking

May 2025

S M T W T F S
    123
45 678 9 10
11121314151617
18192021222324
25262728293031

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Feb. 23rd, 2026 03:55 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios