I picked you out and took you home

And then I blinked and you were grown

Fed you when you were too sick to stand

And I miss how you felt in my hands

And it almost feels alright

When you watch me smoke outside

And I still keep all your toys

'Cause you'll always be my little boy

You seem to know me better than myself

Rather cry in front of you than someone else

It's 3 AM, you're knocking on my door

Then you show me the shit that you took on the floor

I remember how you walked

Before learning how to talk

And even if I get annoyed

You'll always be my little boy