You've got the bigger shovel
And you've dug the biggest hole
But I think you kinda like it
Down there among the mold
Where you're in complete control
If I lowered you a ladder
You wouldn't climb a rung
Because I think you kinda like it
Though he is a little young
I'll just hold my tongue
Sometimes everything you think you want turns out to be a curse
So I'm gonna walk away now baby
Because I don't want to make it worse
The lack of conversation will be easier to stand
Than the screaming and the ravings of the boy who plays the man
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