You can't bring rain to the plain but you give 'em hail
You can't bring sight to the blind but you give 'em braille
And I know that you're fine
I'm already ready to leave you behind
When it's showtime, and it's no time
I know mom and dad are never gonna get back together
Mom and dad are never gonna get back together
Mom and dad are never gonna get back together
Is that so wrong?
(Getting paid to play along)
You're just a socialist stripper in Oregon
(Giving a show to the whole room for next to nothin')
A socialist stripper in Oregon
(Giving a show to the whole room with next to nothin' on)
You tried to provide and abide by a golden rule
Then why get surprised when a child wanna die
(And he shoots the school)
I know that you know, that you're fine
You're got more money than all of us Columbined
Mom and dad are never gonna get back together
Tom and Brad, Nicole and Katie, Angie and Jennifer
Prom and graduation then gone in September
It's just one shot
(Whether you like it or not)
You don't wish you were dead you just wish you were dying
To justify why you stopped trying
Work and play is all the same in hell, in hell
They got seat-belts and condoms for motherless kids
Who won't ever know what togetherness is
The means to keep us safe just keep us separate from ourselves
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