Tell a Son

I was five, living life, everyday's a friday
Start the day on the couch, Disney on tv
Tie my shoes on my own, get my backpack ready
Running fast through the wood
Screaming mum catch me if you can, hmm
In every single photograph
I'm smiling next to you and dad
Sometimes love make you hurt
'Cause it don't always work out the way that you want
Sometimes two separate homes might be working
A little better than one
Still remember the day and the look on your face
And the fear in your voice
'Cause how do you tell a son
Mum don't love daddy no more
Turning ten gathered friends for a birthday party
For the first time I showed them my fathers house
'Nother week, pack my bag, see him sad, tell my dad I'm sorry
It's my mums turn to have me christmas I hope that's fine
In every recent photograph
It's only either mum or dad
Sometimes love make you hurt
'Cause it don't always work out the way that you want
Sometimes two separate homes might be working
A little better than one
Still remember the day and the look on your face
And the fear in your voice
'Cause how do you tell a son
Mum don't love daddy no more
How do you tell a son
How do you tell a son
How do you tell a son, mum don't love daddy no more
How do you tell a son
How do you tell a son
How do you tell a son, mum don't love daddy no more