I couldn't paint you a picture with a thousand words
He discovered the truth from things he overheard
They have a son among the accursed

Hitherto if it's true that we choose...
What's it got to do with you? It makes me want to scream

He's so good when he talks to his mother
She found out that we were lovers
His father disappeared, like he was never here
It makes me want to scream

Nothings changed from the kid they raised
Never look back just to save their face
They have a son they don't deserve

He's so good when he talks to his mother
She found out that we were lovers
His father disappeared, like he was never here
It makes me want to scream

He broke down when he lost his mother
But he found love in the arms of another
His father so austere, his boy is a fucking queer
It makes him want to scream

He's so good when he talks to his mother
She found out that we were lovers
His father disappeared, like he was never here
It makes me want to scream

He broke down when he lost his mother
But he found love in the arms of another
His father so austere, his boy is a fucking queer
It makes him want to scream

He's so good when he talks to his mother
She found out that we were lovers
His father disappeared, like he was never here
It makes me want to scream