Good Mother

I've got money in my pocket I like the color of my hair I've got a friend who loves me Got a house, I've got a car I've got a good mother And her voice is what keeps me here Feet on ground, heart in hand Facing forward be yourself I've, I've never wanted anything No I've, no I've, I've never wanted anything So bad, so bad Cardboard masks of all the people I've been Thrown out with all the rusted, tangled, dented god damned miseries You could say I'm hard to hold But if you knew me you'd know I've got a good father And his strength is what makes me cry Feet on ground, heart in hand Facing forward be yourself I've, I've never wanted anything No I've, no I've, I've never wanted anything So bad, so bad I've got money in my pockets I like the color of my hair I've got a friend who loves me Got a house, I've got a car I've got a good mother And her voice is what keeps me here Feet on ground, heart in hand Facing forward be yourself Heart in hand, feet on ground Facing forward be yourself Just be yourself Just be yourself Feet on ground, heart in hand Feet on ground, heart in hand