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A song about my stepmother. |
| You step out of the crowd You seem convinced without a doubt That I'll take you in And call you Mom. But wait,what about that day I thought you'd bring us all a change? Oh, my mistake. Could you look the other way Like you did every other time? Now you want to hold my hand? You never gave a damn any other time. You went running off to work To keep from noticing the hurt That lived in the house you left. And now, you dare to speak of love? So emptiness is forgotten? You're a mistake. Could you look the other way Like you did every other time? Now you want to hold my hand? You never gave a damn any other time. And when you had the chance To change what was wrong, You didn't lift a finger You ignored it all along. Two children played house, And called you Cinderella's stepmom. I'd have loved you from the start If you'd just played your part Any other time. |