I start out my day
Iâm running late gotta get his food on the plate
He knows Iâm around
Iâll not make a sound cause I know he depends on me
Iâll wake and do it all again
Complacent with the way itâs always been
I take my motherâs dress off
Take off that pretty hair
Become somebody else, somebody I want me to be
And I wipe that makeup off
And Iâll begin to see
Out of these eyes the way a decent manâs supposed to see
Today, the freight train came
They want a story and sheâs gonna ruin this for me
Oh these, invisible feet
Stepping on me exposing all that I wanna keep, Sheâll see, Yeah!
I put my motherâs dress on
I don that pretty hair
Become somebody else, somebody I want me to be
And I put that makeup on
And Iâll begin to see
Out of these eyes the way a decent girlâs supposed to see
I live inside you but you donât see me
When you become her thatâs what you always should have been
I have control now
I do it from the grave
Itâs for your own good, trust me!
And with my motherâs dress on
And all that pretty hair
Become somebody else
Somebody my mom wants me to be, yeah!
And with that makeup on
My mom begins to see
That Iâve become the girl she always wanted me to be, Sheâll see.
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- November