Mother’s Girl

Don't I look like my mother

When I’ve passed out on our kitchen floor

From fighting drunk at the bar

Don't I look like my mother

When I'm jealous and insecure

And throwing holes through our bedroom door

I never thought I’d be cut from the same cloth

My eyes burn just like hers when I'm fucked up

I thought I'd learn

But ain't I my mother's girl

Don't I look like my mother

When I cry over lovers you never kissed and I'm talking tough and clenching fists

Oh I never thought I'd be cut from the same cloth

But my eyes burn just like hers when I’m fucked up

I thought I’d learn

But ain't I my mother’s girl

Ain't I my mother's girl?