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There’s a picture on my kitchen wall
Looks like Jesus and his friends involved,
There’s a party getting started in the yard,
And there’s a couple getting steamy in the car,
Parked in the drive.
Was I too young
To see this with my eyes?
And by the pool that night, apparently
The chemicals weren’t mixed properly,
You hit your head and then forgot your name
And you woke up at the bottom
By the drain
And now your altitude
And your memory’s a shame.
Chorus:
What about taking this empty cup
And filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven’t had enough;
It’s probably because when you’re young
It’s okay to be easily ignored.
I’d like to believe
It was all about love for a child.
When the house was
Left in shambles,
Who was there to handle
All the broken bits of glass?
Was it mom who put my dad out on his ass
Or the other way around?
Well I’m far too old to care about that now.
Chorus:
What about taking this empty cup
And filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven’t had enough;
It’s probably because when you’re young
It’s okay to be easily ignored.
I’d like to believe
It was all about love for a child.
It’s kinda nice to work
The floor since the divorce,
I’ve been enjoying
Both my Christmases and my birthday cakes
And taking drugs and making love
At far too young an age
And they never checked to see my grades
What a fool I’d be to start complaining now.
Chorus:
What about taking this empty cup
And filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven’t had enough;
It’s probably because when you’re young
It’s okay to be easily ignored.
I’d like to believe
It was all about love for a child.
It was all about love…
Published 01.09.09