| And I’ve been waking up angry |
| It’s gotta stop |
| All this childhood behaviour |
| And I know it seems hard |
| To be around |
| Like the son who was born to save me |
| Like a blanket of smoke |
| That is blown by the breeze |
| Like a morning snap shot of two people |
| On their way to the beach |
| And I know it seems hard |
| To be around |
| But I know it’s gonna change |
| When the baby comes out |
| The headache starts when I try to stop |
| But I try once again cause I love you a lot |
| It’s just childhood behaviour |
| And I’ve been waking up early |
| A lot |
| Like the whole world’s in danger |
| And if I stay up |
| Too late |
| I look just like a tired stranger |
| Like a mouthful of smoke |
| That is blown through the trees |
| Like a morning snap shot of two people |
| With their face to the breeze |
| And I know it seems hard |
| To be around |
| But I know it’s gonna change |
| When the baby comes out |
| The headaches start when I try to stop |
| But I try once again cause I love you a lot |
| It’s just childhood behaviour |
| Like a mountain of smoke |
| I will crumble to the sea |
| Like a soldier coming home |
| I will fall to my knees |
| And I know it seems hard |
| To be around |
| But I knwo it’s gonna change |
| When the babay comes out |
| The headaches start when I try to stop |
| But I try once again cause I love you a lot |
| It’s just childhood behaviour |