did you come by your bitterness honestly?
if you did, then that’s okay
but if you read it in some storybook
what would your mother say?
take a break, son, from the tortured routine
call that girl on the line and say “what do you need?”
did you come by your bitterness honestly?
if you did, then that’s okay

did you come by your loneliness intentionally?
or did it fall right in your lap?
did you wake up one morning and find you’re alone
wondering where she’s at?
you don’t laugh anymore and your eyes, they are tired
and the crap from your mouth: it is less than inspired
did you come by your loneliness intentionally?
or did it fall right in your lap?

so long, didn’t think it would be
twenty-six years in a recovery
face down in the bathroom alone
these are the terms of owning a home

did you come by your treachery gradually?
or have you always been a jerk?
after years and years of running ‘round
did you think that it could work?
dinner at home and three kids in the yard
do you think that you’re special, your life is so hard?
did you come by your treachery gradually
or have you always been a jerk?

so long, didn’t think it would be
twenty-six years in a recovery
face down in the bathroom alone
these are the terms of owning a home

did you come by your bitterness honestly?
if you did, then that’s okay
but if you read it in some storybook
what would your mother say?
take a break, son, from the tortured routine
call that girl on the line and say “what do you need?”
did you come by your bitterness honestly? if you did, then that’s okay.

Jon Houlon, Hillside Blue Music, 2002