Too Bad

fathers hands were lined with dirt
 from long days in the field
 and mothers hands are serving meals
 in a cafe on main 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 out, 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