Misunderstood

Hey mama, how's It look in the sky, is heaven really true Are the roads made of gold Is the sky really blue Hey mama, how you doing, cause your son ain't been too good Been crying out to God, am I lost or misunderstood I drink my sorrows with whiskey, it helps with all the pain Her love was like a drug, made me numb like Novocaine Just pour another glass, don't you ever stop I'll drink until I can't no more, so what, my liver rots Her love was cold, like whiskey that's on ice Or a shot when it's hot, burns your throat and don't sit right I told my mama I love you and she asked why So it hurt my soul and broke my heart when I found out that she died Hey mama, how's It look in the sky, is heaven really true Are the roads made of gold Is the sky really blue Hey mama, how you doing, cause your son ain't been too good Been crying out to God, am I lost or misunderstood When I found out my heart it straight up disappeared The woman who gave birth to me is no longer here I felt that I was lost, abandoned with my fears I swear that day I was so hurt I couldn't shed a tear Sat in hospital beds with anger in my soul Eleven year old kid who had to watch his mama go They said I'd never walk, shattered heart and pelvic broke I cried out to God, Lord take me and let her go Hey mama, how's It look in the sky, is heaven really true Are the roads made of gold Is the sky really blue Hey mama, how you doing, cause your son ain't been too good Been crying out to God, am I lost or misunderstood