I am your son, you are my mother I'm on my own, you're not my lover Don't tell me how to live I am your son, you are my father You led us like lambs on our way to the slaughter Who do you think you are? One, two, three, I know you lied to me I can't see, now I'm free It's me in the black roses I am your son, she's not my mother You think she's perfect, to me just another Do you think it's okay? But I am your son, for worse or for better Despite the fact that you are a homewrecker I guess that's who you are One, two, three, I know you lied to me I can't see, now I'm free It's me in the black roses It's me in the black roses It's me in the black roses
