there's nothing I can do but get on with my life
stop wallowing in sorrow and bury my strife
i didn't know it would hurt as much as it did
i can't believe you made me get rid of my kid
don't you get it? the guilt and the pain
i would've been a good mother you didn't let me explain
don't walk away just let me try
would you rather sit and watch me die
it'll eat me up till theres nothing left if i don't get this weight off my chest
please just stay and pretend to listen
just untill my tears no longer glisten
the sadness was gone replaced with anger
i saw your face but you looked like a stranger
nothing will ever excuse what you did
i can't believe you made me get rid of my kid
i went to the clinic you made me go
you said people would think that I was a hoe
i told you someone would take it when it got out
all you did was scream and shout
i won't have some baby ruin your life
you did so much better look in my eyes
Copyright 2005 Bleeding Tree
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