Momma left my shoes untied so she can teach me how to fall
Her daddy left when she was a child, traded love for some alcohol
He got it from his grandmamma who was passing down trauma from her deadbeat in-law
Who was raised by a man with two bruised hands
You ask me, this is all his fault
Mary left a post-it note on the door sayin' that were through
And by the time that I woke up, she was halfway to the moon
I got no money in my wallet, I found out that I'm adopted, and both my balls are blue
The gas price got high and so did I
You ask me, Mary, it's 'cause of you
Now I'm back to square one