You made me think that you were perfect That you were an angel They all say that mother knows best Well, not all Some think you were just born to be shown off Some think that you are nothing but a slave But the lucky kids get a mother that cares What did I do in my past life to deserve this? Do you want me to say sorry? For not thinking that you're perfect? Do you want me to drop down on my knees and beg? Do you? Well, if you do. I won't. I would only do such a thing if I was fooled. But i'm not. I'm not fooled by your smile Or your eyes I'm only fooled by my mind