I live in this house with you and your boyfriend, I've been in fights with Paul and you, Yet I'm grown from those fights, But you, Your still the same you blame me for your mistakes, When I try to help you say I messed it all up, You yelled at me for cleaning cause you wanted Paul to do it cause he wasn't giving you money, You yelled at me for putting the dishes away cause you wanted him to put them away, Then you go off on me calling me nasty names, Your my mother your suppose to love me not hate me I try so hard to make you happy yet you try to hard to make me cry, Your 50 years old grow up, I'm 14 and I have more common sense than you, I'm not going to get involve yet you drag me in the d@mn middle I'm sick of you, I'm sick of your b_-llsh-_t, I going to pack my bags and live with dad now cause I can't take you no more you make me cry I cut cause you make me so mad and sad, I can't take you know more, You need to grow up mom you really need too.
