Watching my life

Passing right in front of my eyes

Hell of a story

Oh is it boring

Can't claim to care

Never been reluctant to share

Passing out pieces of me

Don't you know nothing comes free

What mom don't know

Has taken it's toll on me

It's all I've seen

That can't be wiped clean

It's hard to believe

What it's made of me

Passing my life

Living it out in her sight

Listening closely

Hearing her mostly

Can't shake concern

Seems that every time that I turn

I'm passing out pieces of me

Don't you know nothing comes free

What mom don't know

Has taken it's toll on me

It's all I've seen

That can't be wiped clean

It's hard to believe what

It's made of me