Part I

My parents were supportive
I always knew they cared
But there were still a lot of things
That didn’t get shared
I woulda’ liked some huggin’ & a few more strokes
But who was gonna dish it out? Not my folks

At school I was a doormat
The bullies made me cry
But when I told my mom
She said "Now that is a lie"
I guess her ego was too extreme
For a daughter who had no self-esteem

My dad was not a talker
His feelings didn’t show
Had to guess from his expression
Was it yes or no
That insecure feeling is still in my head
Cause I’m always tryin’ to hear what wasn’t said

Chorus:
Bein’ a parent was tough back then
I guess they did the best they knew how
When I was a child
I prob’ly drove ‘em wild
I’m lookin’ at it different now

Part II
My sons are all terrific
I wouldn’t trade ‘em in
But as for bein’ a mom
I wouldn’t choose it again
I had no idea how hard it would be
Or how many choices it would change for me

When I was bein’ a parent
I didn’t have a clue
How to teach my daughters
What they needed to do
I was just too busy, I’m ashamed to say
And I couldn’t find the answer so I ran away

I doted on my daughter
And showered her with stuff
No matter what I gave her
It was never enough
Eventually we parted in anger & tears
And I haven't heard from her for the past 2 years

Chorus:
Bein’ a parent is a lifetime gig
You’re always a mom or a dad
We loved it
We blew it
We’re still workin’ through it
Hardest job we ever had