Mama - Crystal Bowersox

Mama, can you hear me

I’ve been calling for you for a while now

And Mama, can you feed me

I’m so hungry for comfort and love

And stability

Well, it’s too bad you waited

Twenty some hard years

To realize you hated

This mess that you’ve created

I am never coming home…

And one day

One day you will want your daughter

You’ll often think about her

Through the years

Ooh, then maybe

Maybe you will write her a letter

Oh, «Return to sender

No one no longer lives here»

Well, it’s too bad you waited

Twenty some hard years

To realize you hated

This mess that you’ve created

Oh, I am never coming

I am never coming

I am never coming home…

Well, it’s too bad you waited

Twenty some hard years

To realize you hated

This mess that you’ve created

I am never coming

No way, I’m never coming

No, I am never coming home…