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If children were wishes, |
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My mother spent hers on impossible things |
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My brother was money, |
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My sister was love, and i was world peace |
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My brother, he spent it, |
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My sister got pregnant, and all that i'm worth |
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Will only come true |
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When there are no more of us left on this earth |
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If hearts were machines that kept |
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Running forever automatically, |
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Then you wouldn't be in that |
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Hospital bed, on that saline I.V. |
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And if it's your diet, you stubbornly swear |
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That it wasn't your fault, |
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You rather be dead in that hospital bed |
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Than cut back on sugar and salt |
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Oh, aren't you afraid of |
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Living in a major american city, |
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So marry a stupid, |
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Unreachable girl who's impossibly pretty |
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And i've seen you drive everyday of your life, |
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And it's always a rush, |
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And i have to wonder |
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How i ever let you do something so dangerous |
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And so i suppose this is |
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Just how it goes no matter how i try, |
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I just have to watch you get |
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Weaker and weaker till you finally die |
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But i have to remember |
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The wish of my mother and all that i'm worth, |
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Which will only come true |
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When there are no more of us left on this earth |
