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 evеry door's closed You feel so alone
I'm just doin' the bеst 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
Compositores: Garrett Charles Nash (Gnash), Annika Bennett ECAD: Obra #36256169