mama i should be calling you with news that is good but mama i think i m losing i m a failure for good mama i should be calling you with news that is good but mama i think i m losing i m a failure for good mama i should be calling you with news that is good but mama i think i m losing i m a failure for good and every time i wake up and i think of what i did and i think of who i hurt and i think about her love told me to go away never told you and i m ashamed so the dreams died young on that awful dreaded day i hurt the ones i love and i dreamt of those i hate and took time out of my day to repent for what i payed lying on cold water i breathed harder than i sunbathed head red from the head bangs wall bloodier than bull rage i called a friend or two looking down turnpikes with headlights in my eyes somewhere between the 101 and the 405 i cried and i called my lover 2 times for good luck 1 time the hotline picked up and i made it i m still here head cleared of it all thought the call would drain me white you re telling me it ll all be alright and i trust you i did some things that i wouldn t normally do but i m not half bad at least my momma told me that1