I've never seen someone as sick
As you were in my arms the other night.
What kind of a mother
Acts as a monstrosity
When the chips are down
And the thermometer reads 105?
I thought for a long week
That I was gonna lose you
And I'm prone to panic
But I promise that
I'll be brave for both of us
If that's what you need.
And I'll give up smoking
And crying and sleeping
If it means you'll be all right again.