Blondshell - Arms

Oh no, oh no I don't wanna be your mom But you're not strong enough The world isn't shaking like you are There's a trap door in my arms Let me over Let me cover the bad parts You love me and you push me away You had a lot of sex and rage I can't push you Oh well, you're not gonna save him Not gonna save him, save him, save him Oh well, you're not gonna save him Not gonna save him, save him, save him I don't wanna be your mom But you're not strong enough The world isn't aching like you are There's a trap door in my arms Let me over Let me cover the bad parts Oh well, you're not gonna save him Not gonna save him, save him, save him Oh well, you're not gonna save him Not gonna save him, save him, save him On and on, a late-night call I could never be your mom No, you know you do it to yourself Living off alcohol And I could never be your mom No, you know you do it to yourself And you're not listening at all, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all You do it to yourself All, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all You do it to yourself All, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all, at all I gave it my all, at all You do it to yourself