mother wound

Every time I'm proud of somethin' You remind me that I'll never be good enough Everything must be perfect That's why I'm so tough on you I get so close and think I've got it Soarin' on a divine callin' But you ground me like a bullet in a wing I want it to be good, you know I try to But I hate everything that I do I am nothin' I am small And all of it was all my fault I deserved it I'm the one who's lacking They are never coming back I know they hate me, and they ought to If they get close, they'll all be onto me Spoiled Like cigarettes in the snow Grandpa was in the hospital You told me if I prayed enough... And when he still died I knew that someone had fucked up And it was either God or me Later when Dad took off And you said I was just like him We could never finish anything I wanna be good, you know I try to But I hate everything that I do I am nothin' I am small And all of it was all my fault I deserved it I'm the one who's lacking They are never coming back I know they hate me, and they ought to If they get close, they'll all be onto me Spoiled Like cigarettes in the snow Every time my wounds were healing You were there to scratch 'em open Detaining me Happy to show me all the reasons why no one would ever Stay with me I wanna be good, you know I try to