Off of their album of the same name.
Your daddy beats you up
Your daddy beats you down
Your daddy put your momma in the hospital
Your daddy left town
He broke your heart
Your momma drank too much
Your momma hit you in the face
Had to make excuses for the bruises to all your friends
Had to live in disgrace
She broke your heart
Your daddy came in your room at night
He took whatever he want
Your daddy was your first time
And your momma never tried to stop him
They broke your heart
My momma beat me up
My momma beat me down
My brother was a rapist
My family threw me out
They broke my heart
America is the place where the kids
Got broken hearts
Got twisted minds bent on self destruction
Got their wills broken into, and broken in two
And the adults say
Hush keep it down now, voices carry
Don't tell anyone
Don't tell them anything
Don't tell them what went on
Don't tell them what really happened
They won't believe you 'cause it's all your fault
I made a bag out of a piece of cloth
I made a wish and wrote it down on a piece of paper
I put the paper in the bag and I wished with all my heart
I said please deliver me, lo and behold it became reality
So I can say today
I refuse to believe God created me
To be tortured
To be abandoned
To be neglected
To be abused
I picked up the pieces of my broken heart off the dirty boulevard
I found a punk rock kid who had a needle and some leather string
I made a wish and I said it again and again I took the needle and
I sewed my broken heart back together again
I got a family now
I got a wife I love
I got two daughters I love
I got a family now.
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