Teksty: Puddle Of Mudd. Harassed.

Well when I was a young boy
My mama told me
Blood's thicker than water son
Yeah that's what she taught me
I don't give a damn anymore
I can't see you it makes me sore
I remember you criticism
I can't be an organism of you kind

Well when I was a little older
My papa said son you're just not right
Get your act together boy
And get the hell out of my sight !!!

I don't give a damn anymore
I can't see you it makes me sore
I remember you criticism
I can't be an organism of you kind
Your kind .... Your kind

You watch me so close
You treat me so bad
But then again I think it over
And I forgive you