كلمات Your Mother's Name

I guess I lied when I say I'd take your mother's name She was so mean, why was I the same? (Yeah) Her hands were smaller Yours were too big for just a girl But they held me so good, so pretty With your cracked polish and dirt Unrequited love is part of being young But I'm tired of sleeping by a warm gun That's why your mother cries That's why she's so fucking mean all the time Unrequited love is part of being young Being young, being young Put my headphones in, listening To thе same sad shit The stranger across has your samе gold cross But it doesn't suit him Like your mother's did Even though you're an atheist Now I am too 'cause there's no way a God would let me lose you Unrequited love is part of being young But I'm tired of sleeping by a warm gun That's why your mother cries That's why she's so fucking mean all the time Unrequited love is part of being young Being young, being young It sits like a rock in my liver And I keep getting sicker But it can't be undone It's part of being young Sleep around, call me a winner But my love's getting thinner And I'm coming undone It's part of being young Being young, being young Being young, being young