Even the crippled bird sings...

You know I'd never hurt you that way...you're just so pretty in your pain...

Because you're not mad. You want to be, but you just can't. And when you talk about him, your eyes still sparkle.

The problem between you and me, is that I want it to work more than you do.

Because I've seen love die way too many times...when it deserved to be alive.

Mirror Mirror on the wall,
Why is it you did nothing at all,
To tell them what you saw was true?
It was always there, you always knew.

I ain't that bad, I'm just messed up
I ain't that sad but I'm sad enough

Mommies are supposed to know everything. They can do anything, fix anything, and make anything better. But there comes a time in your life when that illusion is shattered, and you realize that mommy is just as imperfect as you are.