My mamma, she loves you.

No matter what she says it's true.
I know that she hurts you,

but remember I love you too.

I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away.
Don't wanna go back to that place,

but don't have no choice, no way.
It ain't easy growin up in World War III,
never knowin what love could be, well I've seen
I don't want love to destroy me

like it did my family.

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, mommy I'll do anything.
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, daddy please don't leave.

In our family portrait, we look pretty happy,
let's play pretend, let's act like it comes naturally.

So.. P!nk is killing me.