| Broken home
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| All alone
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| Broken home
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| All alone
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| I can’t seem to fight these feelings
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| I’m caught in the middle of this
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| And my wounds are not healing
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| I’m stuck in between my parents
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| I wish I had someone to talk to
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| Someone I could confide in
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| I just want to know the truth
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| I just want to know the truth
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| Want to know the truth
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| Broken home
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| All alone
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| I know my mother loves me
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| But does my father even care?
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| If I’m sad or angry
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| You were never ever there
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| When I needed you
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| I hope you regret what you did
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| I think I know the truth
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| Your father did the same to you
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| Did the same to you
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| I’m crying day and night now
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| What is wrong with me?
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| I cannot fight now
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| I feel like a weak link
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| Crying day and night now
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| What is wrong with me?
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| I cannot fight now
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| I feel like a weak link
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| A weak link
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| Broken home
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| All alone
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| It feels bad to be alone
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| Crying by yourself, living in a broken home
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| How could I tell it so y’all could feel it
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| Depression strikes me hard just like my old earth would tell it
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| To me, her son, she told me I’m the one
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| Pain bottled up about to blow like a gun
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| Stories that I tell are nonfiction
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| And you can’t take it back 'cause it’s already done
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| Broken home
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| Broken home
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| Can’t seem to fight these feelings
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| Caught in the middle of this
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| My wounds are not healing
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| Stuck in between my parents
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| Broken home
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| Broken home |