Tuesday plays like home and power trips instead you are
Take water, no smallness, we create together for
I'll scream at your soul and but it don't reap anymore
Oh my lord, oh my lord, god who hurts you?
I remember being tired to love each other
Do whatever you want now, I'm not your mother
Words to fingers that roll when I start to stutter
The * did you do?
Get out of the way,
and prove that you won't listen I ain't
the friend that doesn't make a difference
Not again,
not again,
I hate the hate I rock the stage even when you plug your ears
What the *,
what the *,
I hate the hate I rock the stage even when you plug your ears
Walking on eggshells
whenever I talk to you Oh my lord,
oh my lord,
god who hurts you?
I now realize
what this did to me
Now it's clear to see
I'm not your mother,
I'm not your mother, I'm not your mother
I'm not your mother,
I'm not your mother,
I'm not your mother