Slowly, some things are coming through the cracks
Tumbled like sea glass, no time for me to react
You pulled the rug out
Now I count the days between phone calls, empty halls
Tell me, what did it all mean
Mama, Mama
Will you let me hold your hand
I don't understand
You're gone, you're gone, you're gone
A mattress, no headboard, all alone on the hardwood floor
Unlocked door, can't ignore the sound of your flask in the bottom drawer
Drowning in it, too gone to spin it
Your story: villain me, no home of my own
Who's winning
Mama, Mama
Will you let me hold your hand (Hold your hand)
I don't understand
You're gone, you're gone, you're gone
I feel you rising in my throat
Haunting the stillness with your silence
Did you ever love me
Mama, Mama
Will you let me hold your hand (Hold your hand)
I don't understand
You're gone, you're gone
