Father's hands were lined with dirt

From long days in the field

And mother's 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 the house from time to time

To make sure we're alive

But you weren't there

Right when I needed you the most

And now I dream about it

How it's so bad, it's so bad



It's too bad, it's stupid

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 stupid

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