Wrong

posted 16 April 2002


My baby is so beautiful
A boy, I think that's wonderful
He'll grow up big and strong
Just like his mama

And I'll raise him just the right way
And tell him every single day
So he'll know that I know that I know better
Than the whole entire world

'Cause there's (pause) nothing wrong with him [stress *wrong*]
And there's (pause) nothing wrong with me
And there's (pause) nothing wrong with anything [anything said fast]
That I can't fix, he'll see

He's growing up so tall now
And his voice is getting deeper
And he's gonna do the right things
And I'll be the perfect keeper

And he'll follow in my footsteps
The ones I didn't make
And I'll guide him very gently
Through every choice he makes

'Cause there's nothing wrong with him
And there's nothing wrong with me
And he's just the perfect son
He's almost as good as me

But I'm hearing things about him
And they just don't fit the pattern
These people don't know anything
They know nothing about him

And I'm seeing things he's thinking
I can read him like a book
But those aren't the words I wrote there
I won't take a closer look

'Cause there's nothing wrong with him
And there's nothing wrong with me
And there's nothing wrong with anyone
That I can't fix, he'll see

Now I don't know what he's doing
But it's not what I expected
And it's not the greatest option
All these faults must be corrected

Cause there's nothing wrong with him
And there's nothing wrong with me
And there's nothing wrong with him
That I can't fix, he'll see

Now he's saying that he hates me
And I know he doesn't mean it
But he's saying that's he different
And I'm scared I think he means it

And there's something wrong with that
Could there be something wrong with me
Oh my, god I think I've failed
At my immortality

Cause there's something wrong with him
But it's nothing I can see
Yes there's something wrong with him
I can't fix what I can't see

Come on, son just let me in
And we'll see what I can do
To replace this twisted thing
With the same old perfect you

But you seem, to like this thing
This thing that's wrong with you
You won't let me in your heart
So there's nothing I can do

*change voice*
I'm not going to let you in, mom
But I'm going to let me out
I'll show you who I really am
And what I'm all about

'Cause there's nothing wrong with me
And there's nothing wrong with you
But I'm not the perfect son
And you're not perfect too
*change voice*

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