And he never had a thing to share
I swear
When I was five, he was gone over seas
He left behind my mom and me that's right!
But it makes no sense if you cry,
but it makes me wonder why
I do the things I do
It's not me it's you
Makes me mad, to see my mom in pain
Thirty-five years of stupid games with him
But by his side, she kept her pride
And gave her love to the Lord above.
But it makes no sense to cry,
but it makes me wonder why
I do the things I do It's not me it's you