| Song | The Widow |
| Artist | As Cities Burn |
| Album | Son I Loved You At Your Darkest |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Dead man, were you ever alive or was I just a seed | |
| Buried deep inside some woman you wed | |
| Right before you crawled out of her bed and crept down the hall? | |
| Did you think of me? | |
| Did you even for a second hesitate, in the doorway? | |
| It's just something I'd like to know, | |
| Though I'd still love you if you told me | |
| That you just walked away. | |
| My God, what a world you love! | |
| Men bury their sons, and without thought, they just walk away. | |
| And my mother's heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| And my mother's heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive? | |
| It makes you leave behind three boys and a wife, in '89. | |
| And as the track marks inch their way up your arm, | |
| My mother taught my brothers and I not to call you "Daddy," | |
| But to call you "Father". | |
| But I believe there is something here to be learned of grace. | |
| 'Cause I can't help but love you. | |
| No, I can't help but love you | |
| Even with a heart that breaks, like the promises that you made. | |
| Like the promises that you made. | |
| The promises that you made. | |
| 'Cause I can't help but love you. | |
| My God, what a world you love… |
| Dead man, were you ever alive or was I just a seed | |
| Buried deep inside some woman you wed | |
| Right before you crawled out of her bed and crept down the hall? | |
| Did you think of me? | |
| Did you even for a second hesitate, in the doorway? | |
| It' s just something I' d like to know, | |
| Though I' d still love you if you told me | |
| That you just walked away. | |
| My God, what a world you love! | |
| Men bury their sons, and without thought, they just walk away. | |
| And my mother' s heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| And my mother' s heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive? | |
| It makes you leave behind three boys and a wife, in ' 89. | |
| And as the track marks inch their way up your arm, | |
| My mother taught my brothers and I not to call you " Daddy," | |
| But to call you " Father". | |
| But I believe there is something here to be learned of grace. | |
| ' Cause I can' t help but love you. | |
| No, I can' t help but love you | |
| Even with a heart that breaks, like the promises that you made. | |
| Like the promises that you made. | |
| The promises that you made. | |
| ' Cause I can' t help but love you. | |
| My God, what a world you love |
| Dead man, were you ever alive or was I just a seed | |
| Buried deep inside some woman you wed | |
| Right before you crawled out of her bed and crept down the hall? | |
| Did you think of me? | |
| Did you even for a second hesitate, in the doorway? | |
| It' s just something I' d like to know, | |
| Though I' d still love you if you told me | |
| That you just walked away. | |
| My God, what a world you love! | |
| Men bury their sons, and without thought, they just walk away. | |
| And my mother' s heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| And my mother' s heart breaks like the water inside of her. | |
| Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive? | |
| It makes you leave behind three boys and a wife, in ' 89. | |
| And as the track marks inch their way up your arm, | |
| My mother taught my brothers and I not to call you " Daddy," | |
| But to call you " Father". | |
| But I believe there is something here to be learned of grace. | |
| ' Cause I can' t help but love you. | |
| No, I can' t help but love you | |
| Even with a heart that breaks, like the promises that you made. | |
| Like the promises that you made. | |
| The promises that you made. | |
| ' Cause I can' t help but love you. | |
| My God, what a world you love |