Beneath The Surface

Grace is overworked and she’s just about to breakdown
Showed up late, now the boss is fucking let down
Treated like the trash that she’s paid to throw out
Another check skipped by a punk kid with a big mouth
She’s sent home, three kids in a townhouse
Bills are overdue, she’s never gonna cash out
Daddy skipped town, so she carries the weight
Tell me, who’s gonna put food on their plates?
You don’t give a god damn
You’ve got blood on your hands
You don’t give a god damn
Why can’t you just understand?
My cover’s not my story
Not everything’s so black and white
Mary come inside Mom and Dad always say
Don’t talk to the neighbors stay away stay away
They can’t relate to us, cause they don’t pray like us
Anyway, just go about your life don’t inherit the hate
Now Mary’s 25
She grew up, somethings screwed up
Mom don’t wanna talk and Dad already blew up
Can’t come home, the locks are changed
All because Mary wakes up next to Kate
You don’t give a god damn
You got blood on your hands
You don’t give a god damn
Why can’t you just understand?
My cover’s not my story
Not everything’s so black and white
Turn the page before you burn the book
Take back the life you took
There’s more beneath the surface