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Your Mother's Favorite (from "Life Inside Out" soundtrack)

 

Your Mother's Favorite (from "Life Inside Out" soundtrack)


Fight after fight
Break after break
Night after night
I'm lying awake
I can't find rest
Watching you walk
Watching you laugh
Watching you talk
It cuts me in half
'Cause no matter how I dress
I can't be enough
I was never enough

'Cause you like the bad boys
With the long black hair
With their crooked smile
And their jet trap stare
And I, no, I'll never compare
'Cause we were through before we could start
'Cause he was tattoed on the back of your heart
But when he's busy
Break a little part
Know that I will always be
Your mother's favorite
Know that I will always be
Your mother's favorite

Week after week
Mile after mile
Unable to speak
Unable to smile
I've made it through
Word after word
Day after day
What I've never heard
Unable to say
To someone new
I love you
I loved you

But you like the bad boys
With the long black hair
With their crooked smile
And their jet trap stare
And I know I'll never compare
'Cause we were through before we could start
'Cause he was tattoed on the back of your heart
But when he's busy
Break a little part
Know that I will always be
Your mother's favorite
Know that I will always be
Your mother's favorite

Stop, stop, stop, stop breaking me down
Stop, stop, stop, stop turning me round
Stop, stop, stop, stop this war
I, I, I, I've learned how to fall, for
For the person who calls me
They were looking for

'Cause you like the bad boys
With the long black hair
With their crooked smile
And their jet trap stare
And that's when she came
Like a brand new start
Now, she's the new name on the back of my heart
And when you're busy
Know that I won't ever be
Your mother's favourite
Know that I will always be
Her mother's favourite
Her mother's favourite
Her mother's favourite

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