Father's hands were lined with dirt From long in the field And mother's hands are serving meals In a cafe Main Street With mouths to feed Just trying to keep clothing on our backs And all I about How it's so bad, it's so bad
(Chorus) It's too bad, it's too bad Too late, so wrong, so long It's too bad that we had no time rewind Let's walk, let's talk Let's talk
You left saying goodbye Although I'm sure you tried You call the house from time to To make sure we're alive But you weren't there Right when I needed you the most And now I dream about it How it's so bad, it's so bad
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Father's hands are lined with guilt tearing us apart Guess it turned out in the end Just look at where we are We it out, we still got clothing on our backs And now I scream about it How it's so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad