I couldn't paint you a picture with a thousand words He discovered the truth from things he overheard They have a son among the accursed Hitherto, if it's true that we choose What's it gotta do with you? It makes me wanna screamHe's so good when he talks to his mother She found out that we were lovers His father disappeared like he was never here It makes me wanna scream, ohNothing's changed from the kid they raised Never look back just to save their face They have a son they don't deserve Well, you get what you fucking deserve, dickheadHe's so good when he talks to his mother She found out that we were lovers His father disappeared like he was never here It makes me wanna scream, oh He broke down when he lost his mother But he found love in the arms of another His father's so austere, his boy's a fucking queer It makes him wanna scream, ohHe's so good when he talks to his mother She found out that we were lovers His father disappeared like he was never here It makes me wanna scream, oh He broke down when he lost his mother But he found love in the arms of another His father's so austere, his boy's a fucking queer It makes him wanna scream, ohHe's so good when he talks to his mother She found out that we were lovers His father disappeared like he was never here It makes me want to scream
