I'm not that close to my parents
They're unaware if I'm doing alright
I joke about life as a child
I force a smile when someone asks why

But now I'm older, can't seem to cry
And I can't call them when I wanna die
Scared to have kids who have my dad's eyes
'Cause they'd look at me like he did all my life

You can't choose your parents
But I'm better off without mine

Some days are harder than others
Thank God for my mother on that day in June
Cautious of history repeating
'Cause sometimes I see him in things that I do

I hate that I wonder what I'd be like
If he'd let me live, 'cause I barely survived
Scared to have kids who have my dad's eyes
'Cause they'd look at me like he did all my life

You can't choose your parents
But I'm better off without mine

Mine, mine
Without mine (who would I be? Who would I be?)
What would I be like (who would I be? Who would I be?)
Without mine? (who would I be? Who would I be?)
I've wondered my whole life (who would I be? Who would I be?)
Without mine (who would I be? Who would I be?)
What would I be like (who would I be? Who would I be?)
Without mine? (who would I be? Who would I be?)
And I keep asking why (who would I be? Who would I be?)

You can't choose your parents
But I'm better off without mine

(But I'm better off without mine)