Her life gets smaller in his eyes   And he wonders if he thinks he should cry   Oh mother the color's gone and left your hair   And he wonders if he thinks he should care   She told him how to play a guitar   She told him how to be a star   But mother were you really there?      My friend don't speak he's such a mixed up boy   I wonder if she sold him his toys   A kiss on the cheek a conversation decoy   In his cute little corduroys   Oh she taught him how to win the game   She taught him everything is your name   Oh mother did you have to destroy      Mother if you really cared   You'd talk to him, cry for him   All you every did was dream   All you ever said was be cool, be cool, be cool   And I think you made a mess of his life   And I think he made a mess of your life   And I think it made a mess of my life      Mother if you really cared   You'd talk to him, cry for him   All you every did was dream   All you ever said was be cool, be cool, be cool   And I think you made a mess of her life   And I think she made a mess of your life   And I think it made a mess of my life   I think you made a mess of my life   I think you made a mess of my life