Lyrics:

Struggled in low rock outs
So she's better off with her father
I'm losing my best friends
My boyfriends don't long remind the room
Hush my child and talk too loud
Just take in peace and you will find
You sure don't care but I will own
Still we will be almost over too
Take the letters on the mail
They're my best friends, they're my lovers
Take long to lose my chains
Nowhere long for our mother
Hush my child and talk too loud
Just take in peace and you will find
You sure don't care but I will own
Still we will be almost over too
Your face is wrong,
your brother prom your all too much like your father
The sanctity, the restless child
All is quick to complain
Your face is wrong,
your brother prom your all too much like your father
The sanctity, the restless child
All is quick to complain
Hush my child and talk too loud
Just take in peace and you will find
You sure don't care but I will own
Still we will be almost over too