The Root of It (Post-Modern Parenting)

Call it what you want, you can call it tough love

But if this is love, then from this day forth I’ve had enough

Now you’re telling me that this is all about what I did

While you were the one who was straight up lyin’ to your kid

So why exactly am I the one in trouble

When all I did was listen to what you said then at most start to mumble

“Well, actually...” so why are you smackin’ me

Talkin’ ‘bout how I have no right to be

Explaining to my cousin what’s going on in reality

See, just ‘cause I’m eight and just ‘cause she’s six

Doesn’t mean that either one of us can’t handle this

You say there’s no way that we’re ready for the truth

And your eyes imply you have a strong belief in the ignorance of youth

And perhaps it’s because you have our own best interests at heart

Or maybe your parents did the same to you and that’s how it got its start

But if you’re gonna spout proverbs right and left about honesty

Then I think we need to find a less, say, hypocritical policy

Because let me tell you, it’s these kinda harsh facts

That will grow inside young minds and can never be taken back

So, sure, where you’re coming from is very easy to see

But if we don’t find out from you then we’ll just find out from society

So tell us please, as we’re standing here in the lobby

After watching a film where we think we saw a dog beat

Does messed up junk still happen in the world

Or is everything utopian for us little boys and girls

You stutter for a second and then you raise up a hand

Almost like you’re asking a question, only to hit mine down again

And I suppose as I grow old someday maybe I’ll understand

But right now, I’m on a riot, and not even those I trust will meet my demands

Is there good and is there evil? Now we’re digging at the root of it

Just because we are so young, please don’t deny us now the truth of it