One of the best songs in the world written by Chad Kroeger of NickelBack (love them and him) and performed by NickelBack of course. Fathers hands were lined with dirtFrom long days in the fieldAnd mothers hands are serving mealsIn a cafe on Main StreetWith mouths to feedJust trying to keep clothing on our backsAnd all I hear about isHow it's so bad, it's so bad[Chorus:]It's too bad, It's stupidToo late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad that we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talkLet's talkYou left without saying goodbyeAlthough I'm sure you triedYou call the house from time to timeTo make sure we're aliveBut you weren't thereRight when I'm needed you the mostAnd now I dream about itHow it's so bad, it's so bad[Chorus]Father's hands are lined with guiltFor tearing us apartGuess it turned out in the endJust look at where we areMade it out, still got clothing on our backsAnd now I scream about itHow it's so bad, it's so bad[Chorus x2]No time, last one, let's goAmy
