Bad Mother

Another noise you make
When I ask you to behave
I could show you how to play
But that would ruin the game (the game)
That would ruin the game

I give my bad-shaped, full-of-hate brain to you
Because you're too late, boy, you've got so many rules
I'll take an oil-covered, bad mothered piece of you
You say, "What else is new?"
Oh, tell me, what else is new?

I should give what you asked for
But I don't do that anymore (anymore, anymore, ooh)

And you know me so well (you know me so well)
That you can always tell
How much I've hurt myself (how much I've hurt, ooh)
And whether I need your help (whether I-)

You give your big fat, laid-back heart to me
Because you know that my talk could make you feel
Like you should take off when you're talking back to me
Tell me if you agree
(And if you disagree)

I used to fight in the best wars
But I can't do that anymore
Oh, I used to close all the big doors
But now it's you I live for