| My sister’s doin' her best |
| But every time her dad gets dressed |
| Her mama goes to smoke a cigarette |
| It’s kinda hard to pretend |
| It isn’t valid 'cause what happens |
| If he has a heart attack again |
| While he’s balancin' checks? |
| To put some food up on the table |
| Keep the family goin' stable |
| And I’m takin' a breath |
| Keepin' peace and watchin' cable |
| Gonna get out when I’m able |
| Oh, that was the show |
| I didn’t know |
| That when you grow up in a home |
| Where every door’s closed |
| You feel so alone |
| I’m just doin' the best I can, mm |
| They were doin' their best back then, mm |
| And I know it’s not okay |
| But in a way, I understand |
| 'Cause I’m doin' the best I can, mm |
| Family, man |
| I really don’t remember much before the age of ten |
| My dog Dodger and a Beatles poster over my bed |
| If every day was Disney and I never found the Internet |
| Then maybe I’d be doin' better up in my head |
| Sortin' through these pictures and the facts from their opinions |
| When it’s time to take advice and when it’s time to be dismissive |
| My dad would blame his trauma when he asked to be forgiven |
| When you’re used to gettin' yelled at, it’s hard to learn to listen |
| Oh, that was the show |
| The curtains have closed |
| But I know I’m not alone |
| I’m just doin' the best I can, mm |
| They were doin' their best back then, mm |
| And I know it’s not okay |
| But in a way, I understand |
| 'Cause I’m doin' the best I can, mm |
| Family, man |
| Now they’re movin' to Michigan, mm |
| Gives me somethin' to miss again, mm |
| And I can feel it in the rain |
| While I’m flyin' to Japan |
| And my sister’s in LA |
| Tryin' to figure out a plan |
| We didn’t cause the pain |
| But the healing’s in our hands |
| And we’re doin' the best we can, mm |
| Yeah, we’re doin' the best we can, mm |
| Family, man |
| Family, man |