From my mother down to you
I've always been a little cruel
To any woman who's ever shown me love

And if there's one thing I could change
I know that'd be the thing
It'd be nice to know when I've had enough

It always ends the same
Another emptied vein
Pistol whipped and bleeding in the sheets

I want to take my heavy head
And lay it on your bed
And shiver with convulsions of relief

From this safe remove
Just waiting for the proof
That you mean nothing
But you mean something

To whom it may concern
The bridges have been burned
You muddled all my plans to die alone

You stopped my speeding train
You hi-jacked my private plane
You ransacked my belongings through and through

You picked my padlocked gate
And like some china plate
You broke me and now I belong to you

Learning to unlearn
The verdict overturned
That you mean nothing
Because you mean something

All this time removed
Just waiting to disprove
Every lie that I used to believe

From my mother down to you
I've always been a little cruel
To every woman who's ever shown me love

And if there's one thing I could change
I know that'd be the thing
It'd be nice to know when I've had enough