Tough Love
Oh son, oh son,
Don't break yourself by the answers I cannot tell.
Wish you the best of luck,
When you realize how everything is fucked.
Oh, the day will come,
When it's written in stone.
When you just can't tell,
The future from the past,
Or heaven from hell.
My daughter, my love,
Don't let yourself break over a world you hate.
When the bad overweights the good,
And when nothing really is what you thought that you'd
understood.
Don't you ever let it, go as far this.
I'll straighten up your back, to make you resist.