Son, your mom is dead son,
Son, it's time I shot you too
Son, love isn't okay
But what am i supposed to do?
Son, I tried to fix my tie
Son, Sonny boy look the sky is grey
Son, Bid your gold fish goodbye
Son, Tell Maurice you cannot stay
Son, Tell Oakley that games aren't bad
His parents lie to each other in their marriage
Son, I have to leave your mother,
I'll be leaving with blood on my palms in a carriage
Son, life isn't easy,
And in this dusky town,
I'm gonna let your fragile body slide under the dirt,
By the time the sun sets down.