Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show you have all my love
I know that I'm not good enough
Know I will never measure up
My hands are about to fold
It's hard to get up out of bed
I look up to the sky, and I say
"I'm done, I'm done"
And He said
Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You're my child, the apple of my eye
The holes inside my side show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for?
And my dearest of apologies
The finding of the death of me
I found the low
I give up giving into lies
I'm trading all my deaths for life
I remember what you said to me
Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You're my child, the apple of my eye
The holes inside my side show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for?
Hey
You have all my love
Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You're my child, the apple of my eye
The holes inside my side show you have all my love (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for?
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