Sorry About Your Parents

I'm sorry 'bout your parents They sound like bad people Your daddy sounds like a jerk I guess your mama didn't know The gift she got when she got you I'm sorry 'bout your life, you had it pretty rough Bending over backwards, never good enough You poor thing, it must suck to be you And I know it's not your fault It never is, is it? I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds It takes, takes more than I have, pick fights with the past, I always lose Oh-oh, don't you know, that's no way to live? I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds I get it, give me a little credit I remember when I was that pathetic Wear my scars on my sleeve, for all the world to see Like look what they did to me quick Lay on the sympathy, thick You probably have the right to feel how you do You were mistreated and cheated out of the childhood you needed And now you'll never succeed if you're so convinced you're defeated If you're obsessed with your yesterday, then you're destined to repeat it And I know it's not your fault It never is, is it? Is it? Is it? I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds It takes, takes more than I have, pick fights with the past, I always lose Oh-oh, don't you know, that's no way to live? I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds Ooh, whoa Ooh, whoa Ooh, whoa Ooh, whoa I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds It takes, takes more than I have, pick fights with the past, I always lose Oh-oh, don't you know, that's no way to live? I, I know what it's like staying up all night nursing wounds Oh