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Mother, Mother, you are a disgusting liar, I have had the heart torn from my pure white flower, It was not beautiful, It was not how you said it would be, Did I call your name, when they made a woman of me, Mother, Mother, seems the truth does not become me, Life has put these wretched lines of age upon me, It is not beautiful, It is not how you said it would be, As the days go by oh they make a cynic of me, It is not beautiful, It is not how you said it would be, Mary Mother of God well I never, never, never, never, Let the truth be told, I could have been better, better, better, better, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, Songtextewell I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, well I know these things now, Mother's pride is so misguided and misleading. (Thanks to Madeleine Hicks for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania