A Thousand Little Cuts

She just took a swing at me
Said I was so ungrateful
And didn't understand a thing
She slams the door in my face
And can't remember there were hugs and kisses
Just minutes before
She couldn't wait to see me
How nice to see you sweetie
How could you leave me in place like this
She yells across the empty hall
At nothing at all
(She was my all)
Now she's close to being
Nothing at all
Nothing at all
Nothing

This is your mother on Alzheimer's
A little present
That'll drag your pleasant memories through hellfire
A thousand little cuts
That'll cut the little heart out of your desire
To live one minute past the time that you don't remember
And you're nothing at all
Nothing at all

She'd die at her behavior
Knowing that it caused me pain
Can't she choose another flavor
Without confusion, loss of reason
Worse every season
Is it too much to ask
To let her read to her granddaughter
And water all her flowers
Do whatever she fuckin' wants
Instead of doing nothing at all
I don't need it all
I just don't want her to be
Nothing at all
Nothing at all

This is your mother on Alzheimer's
A little present
That'll drag your pleasant memories through hellfire
A thousand little cuts
That'll cut the little heart out of your desire
To live one minute past the time that you don't remember
And you're nothing at all
Nothing at all

Without a voice
You're just wasting away
Without a choice
You're just wasting away
No joyful noise
Just wasting away, wasting away
(I still hold you in my heart's song)

This is your mother on Alzheimer's
A little present
That'll drag your pleasant memories through hellfire
A thousand little cuts
That'll cut the little heart out of your desire
To live one minute past the time when you don't remember
And you're nothing at all
Nothing at all