Pink Family Portrait ( HQ)

Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh Momma please stop cryin, I can t stand the sound Your pain is painful and its tearin me down I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed I told dad you didn t mean those nasty things you said You fight about money, bout me and my brother And this I come home to, this is my shelter It ain t easy growin up in World War III Never knowin what love could be, you ll see I don t want love to destroy me like it has done my family Can we work it out Can we be a family I promise