They May Not Mean To (But They Do)

Godspeed, little sinner
Dragged me to church to eat Jesus Christ
I can be a little pessimistic
I can be a little critical sometimes
Can't sleep so you whisper
Now I see through all those little lies
But I didn't know better
But now I get it
I'm sorry that I made you cry

Those times the cops came by
Mom, I tried (Mom, I tried)

They fuck you up, your parents do
They may not mean to, but they do
They may not mean to, but they do
So, they fuck you up, your parents do
They may not mean to, but they do
They may not mean to, but they do

Didn't raise no quitter
I'm still hooked, and I think it'll kill me too
Caught myself in the mirror
And for a second I'd swear that it was you
Saw me, Mister Sinner
Didn't miss one game the entire time
Didn't care about the winner
Doesn't matter as long as you got your pride

I know we fight
I know they were right
They were right

They fuck you up, your parents do
They may not mean to, but they do
They may not mean to, but they do
So, they fuck you up, your parents do
Do as I say that, not as I do
"When I was your age, I was just like you"

So, did you love too much?
Or was it not enough?
You know, they're not to blame
Because you're all fucked up
Those kids will be the death of you
They were so sweet, but then they grew
And now they're fucked up just like you
Go

They fuck you up, your parents do
They fuck you up, they fuck you up
They may not mean to, but they do
They may not mean to, but they do
So, they fuck you up, your parents do
They fuck you up, they fuck you up
"I love you, son"
"Yeah, I love you too"
"When I grow up, yeah, I think just like you"



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Matthew Barlow, Matthew Richard West, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Samuel Joseph Bowden, Matthew Oliver Powles
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