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