Listen to Your Mom

I didn't listen to my mom when she taught me how to clean

My dishes, they are waiting in the sink

I didn't listen to my mom telling me to go to sleep

Maybe that's why I'm up every night 'til 3

Just waiting for sleep and what it brings

A break from wading through my insecurities

And I'm awake, unable to shake the little things

I didn't listen to my mom when she told me I should share

I have trouble telling anyone my fears

I'll never be the best at anything, no one will know my name

It's a silly thing but I am still afraid

Of living a life from start to end

And then, I'm missing forgotten when I'm dead

And now I'm wishing I had heard her when she said

When she said

Love you child, you're my own

Damn those standards, you're not those

And you're not judged on what you make

The man you are's the boy I raised

The man you are's the boy I raised

I didn't listen to my mom as a I sunk below the ground

I didn't listen to my mom as I was buried by my doubts

I didn't listen to my mom as she tried to dig me out

But I am listening now

I've heard the words they finally ring

And I'm sure my worth isn't balanced on one thing

It is earned by learning from the songs my mother sings

And she sings

Love you child, you're my own

Damn those standards, you're not those

And you're not judged on what you make

The man you are's the boy I raised

I didn't listen to my mom but that's the thing when you're a kid

You don't know what you don't know when you begin

If I've learned anything that I can sing, that I can pass along

Be good and listen to your mom