I hear the ones who get residential as adults are not -- she shook her head.
But you have to have a plan for when -- they don't say 'dead.'
You have to go and visit a lot of places
We should just start a house, all of us -- scared scarred faces
What is he going to do? He's almost 21I see what he loves, what he thinks is fun
But it was never something you could wrap up in a box
More often it was the box
You entered this place, beautiful and whole
But we had to force you, perfectly square peg, into the world's dirty round hole
In the name of helping you
We had to change you
Educate you, medicate you
(I wish Bob Dylan would make a song
And tell us all where we went wrong)
Cause all I really want to do
Is just be a mom to you