Testo Life Vests Float, Kids Don't

I'll watch as the messenger bleeds dry
Look back thinking, "Did I hold the knife?"
Did you know we weren't ready?
Did you hear your mother cry?
Feel so fucking angry, come back dear child
It's so common they say
Oh stop it'll go away
Here wipe away what's left because fate won't reason with us The way you made us feel, kicked in the gut
Daughter we had plans for you
And they say, this heart, it bleeds for you