Mothers hands were lined with dirt 
From long days in the field 
And mothers hands are serving meals 
In a cafe on this street 
With mouths to feed 
Just trying to keep clothing on our backs 
And all I hear about is 
How it's so bad, it's so bad 

It's too bad, it's too bad 
Too late, so wrong, so long 
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind 
Let's walk, let's talk 
Let's talk 

You left without saying goodbye 
Although I'm sure you tried 
You call and ask from time to time 
To make sure we're alive 
But you weren't there 
Right when I'm needing you the most 
And now I dream about it 
How it's so bad, it's so bad 

It's too bad, it's too bad 
Too late, so wrong, so long 
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind 
Let's walk, let's talk 
Let's talk 

Father's hands are lined with guilt 
For tearing us apart 
Guess it turned out in the end 
Just look at where we are 
Made it up, still got clothing on our backs 
And now I scream about it 
How it's so bad, it's so bad 

It's too bad, it's too bad 
Too late, so wrong, so long 
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind 
Let's walk, let's talk 
Let's talk 

No time, last one, let's go