Weeper

Restless, why am I so restless?
Just curtains to fling open, to sights of suburbian lows
Answer me, why won't you answer me?
You sit with my blood and bone
Your fingers and head look swollen

You are no match for, the life I gave
When you grow up strong, will you look back at me?

Cold, it's always so cold in
This house that I did not choose
But otherwise, what would we do?
And your tiny eyes scream: Mother, what have you done to me?
I'm bound to a life not lived
A slave to my own existence

You are no match for, the life I gave
When you grow up strong, will you look back at me?

(We can't go on like this)
We can't go on like this
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
We can't go on like this
We can't go

You are no match for the life I gave
When you grow up weak, will you look at me?

(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)
(We can't go on)