Listen to our young son, crying on the phone
Feeling far less freedom as you’re standing all alone
And deep down we know the reason this is so
Listen to the lawyers picking wallets to the bone
Listen in the foyers to a home now dead and gone
And deep down we know the reason this is so
CHORUS
In the face of disaster, you labeled me a bastard
Now that life’s much faster, is it worth the price you’ve asked for?
The judge awarded custody.
Life came in so completely, and went.
Leaving me with just 13.33 percent
Listen to arraignments - just pretend I’m a wanted man
Listen to state agents try to make a new family plan
And deep down we know the reason this is so
Listen to accusations; not sure of your true intentions
Listen to revelations; and the word “love” no one mentions
And deep down we know the reason you let go
In the face of disaster, material your true master
Now that life’s much faster, is it worth the price you’ve asked for?
CHORUS
2007-10-12
23:51:04
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