Youth Collective Drive Like I Do

Said I’m tried of cleaning
Said come back soon
Sons are tired of the real thing
Playing out
A mean, a mean

An' Lord knows
It’s gets harder
When you’re scared
Wherever you are
I could still have you
I could still have you
I could still have you

We’re not young now
We grew older
Only fight
When you’re sober
I know it’s hard when
She’s your mother
But he’s your father

But sometimes
On magazines
He an' I say
You're embarrassing