Mommy - Songs About Children (2016)

Mommy - Songs About Children Lyrics

1. The Day I Turned 13

i remember being a tiny tween picking at the grass

petting dogs in a strange backyard

making neighbors laugh

the girls around me were chewing up their food

while all the boys stood around us

spitting at our shoes

being young was so much fun but our bodies had to change

i think we'd all be happier if our bodies stayed the same

never in my life could i have ever dreamed

of all the eyes that followed me the day i turned thirteen

i wish i was a tiny tween picking at the grass

petting dogs in that strange backyard making anybody laugh

now any adult that spits or makes me chew food

i would write them off forever for trying to get me in the mood

2. N.Y. Presbyterian

i knew a boy whose blood turned bad

i never knew about disease or any problems that he had

except when he got a cut we would get locked in our rooms

they would make us keep quiet and no one was allowed to move

he never had a dad and his mother left him here

i asked him how long he lived inside he told me

stopped counting after the second year

i asked out of sympathy and he didn't seem that interested

whenever he sneezed they would wrap him in sheets and

hide him from the other kids this happened every week

he never drew he never wrote he never ate he never spoke

about his weak legs or about his thin hair he knew he was dying

he seemed so scared i didn't know his name he didn't know mine

but i think about you from time to time

he died at new york presbyterian no one came to visit him

3. No More Fathers

every father should be in jail they never help their kids

i wake up every morning happy that mine is

i never wanted to be tough i never wanted to be strong

fatherhood means nothing fatherhood is wrong

every time i think of him it makes me want to smile

his life so ruined he can't come back he's locked up for a while

4. Learning In The Bathroom

raised by strangers so i learned the birds and the bees

by reading notes on bathroom stalls from other kids just like me

high school boys and girls pressure others to take a mate

those are the types of people i tried to avoid i tried to hate

what do they dream of before they go to sleep

do they think of me while they are rollign in their sheets

i hope they think of me while waking from the sun

i try so hard i can't think of anyone

raised by strangers so i learned the birds and the bees

by reading notes on bathroom stalls from other kids just like me

"eat speed and have sex with everyone" it sounded so nice

but i swear it was never any fun

5. In My Dollhouse (Please Never Leave Me)

in my dollhouse i have everything we need

no one has to stray from my bedside table

6. My Two Dead Dogs

when i finally came home my dogs were dead

i looked for them for hours and in my head

they must be out walking sniffing in the breeze

all those years away and my mother never told me

now i'm alone and lonely

they think you're so weak you can't handle two dead pets

a sensitive family that thinks i would cry about losing it all

like i worry about having nothing left

i've watched close friends deny food for years

they really think two dead dogs could bring me to tears?

all i know is i would really love a dog to pet

i would really love a dog to pet

7. How to Act at Funerals

i didn't speak to his family or say hello to any friends

everyone was crying i didn't understand them

they were leaking tears for their former son

but i couldn't feel for any of them

i should be alone

i can't mourner for anyone

i know i shouldn't stay

because i can't mourn for anybody

looking in their eyes it made me feel so stranger

i was best friends with him but this felt like a normal day

i couldn't cry for their ugly son

i don't think i cared about any of them

i resented his mom i resented his dad but i hated his sister

who lost everything she had

with their black clothes and their tears i felt so sick

i didn't understand the problem i bet they were all faking it

8. A Jealous Boy

i was jealous of bones

toes, lips, thoughts, and clothes

i was jealous of those

marking thighs and arms

dashes like tally charts document harm

the only thing that i fear

i can't be normal now not for years

i was jealous of bones

toes, lips, thoughts, and clothes

9. Mommy

i always knew i was sick when i'd never bathe or leave my bed

when i'd bang my head against the wall over yelling instead

my brother always thought i was a perv while my mommy hid the scissors

i never knew why or even cared that i never met my sister

but i'd never cry or kick or scream or cause my family any scene

except when i'd bang my head bang my head again

i always knew i was strange when i'd be puking everyday

when i'd bang my head against the wall and i thought it was okay

my brother always hated when he heard while my mommy cried in mirrors

i never knew why or even cared that i had to live with strangers

but i never cried or kick or scream or cause they strangers any scene

except when i'd bang my head

bang my head again