A D
I scream at you for sharing
A D
'n I curse you just for caring
A Bm E
I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty
A D
'n I tell to not to see me
A D
'n I tell you not to feel me
A Bm E
'n I make your life a drag, it's such a pity
'n I watch your warm glow palin'
A D
Oh I wish I was your mother
A D
I wish I'd been your father
A Bm
'n then I would have seen you
D E
Would have been you as a child
A D
Played houses with your sisters
A D
And wrestled with all your brothers
A
And then who knows
Bm D E
I might have felt a family for a while
It's no use me pretendin'