You'll raise a daughter and she'll raise a son
You'll live like two people that wish they were one
She may not be perfect, but oh my friend, neither are you
You feel like you're waiting for somebody to
Remind you of all the things that you're supposed to do
Careful what you reach for, one more step and you're falling through
Your family's a joke and your job is your life
Your time's spent without them, it's time spent most every night
Get your house in order, cause it's...
It's gonna be a bumpy ride
You can't stop, you can't stop the killer
You can't stop, you can't stop the killer
Work my hands right down to the bone
Still you don't give me what I want
You are so ungrateful, we're more like a house than a home
Please dear, understand, I'm sorry again
For all that I said, and how could you leave
I swear that I'll be a better man
So go ahead and run, run
Run from the man with the gun in his hand
Darling, I will shoot you before I would ever let you leave
Oh, dear God
In a certain place I've kept my house
Before I spoke to for my doubts
I'm shaking, I'm hollow
Because I know how to get this done
So I will be the only one to follow, to follow you
In a certain place I've kept my house
Before I spoke to for my doubts
I'm shaking, I'm hollow
Because I know how to get this done
So I will be the only one to follow, to follow you
You kneel beside her at the foot of the grave
Your daughter is crying
And you say she's in a better place
She was never perfect
Oh, my friend, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
But neither were you