Oh, Mother

You might abandon your boy Sitting on a subway train line Well, he's probably hiding his frown under a baseball cap You might think it'll be fine While it shows all the signs Well, life somehow got in the way Yet he still swears on you Whenever there's something to do Professes all his words as a proof of love And when you seem untrue He'll burn through your truths Keep on existing under your mantle of lies Oh, mother The curtains won't shed They fall on those you misled And mother Your boys, your girls Carry on in your stead Oh, mother The curtains won't shed They fall on those you misled And mother Your boys, your girls Carry on in your stead You might abandon your girl A park bench where you told her To wait, for your cue You might offer some advice Yet she'll still roll her dice Spontaneous, that's what she knows Yet she still swears on you To whichever man she's due Because of you, she is selling love And when you seem obtuse She has nothing to lose She is closer to you Oh, mother The curtains won't shed They fall on those you misled And mother Your boys, your girls Carry on in your stead Oh, mother The curtains won't shed They fall on those you misled And mother Your boys, your girls Carry on in your stead