Aches and pains
every day is the same...

I never pick up the mail
I never answer the phone...

Bruises cuts and tears
no tender years here...

On a day like today
What a wonderful...

Where are you when I'm
hurting so bad...

I hate her so bad
she's driving me mad...

Pretending has become a art
second nature to me...

Maybe things would be better if
I had a time machine...

Even though I don't mean
to I always let you down...

Out of the mouths of babes
my life she saved...

You die this day a long
time ago but for me...

You can plan on buying his
crib maybe some toys...