Who's there to clean up the mess?


Like a little child, running to her room
Mommy yelling and left to clean up the mess.
Safe in your hiding place
far away from everywhere
to scared to face the truth

The mess you made is yours
No doubt about it
the guilt nagging away

Let's just let it all cool down
Mommy will have forgotten in a few
Maybe we'll be grounded for a while
But you know how mommy is

She'll forget when she sees our pain.
She knows you didn't mean to
Who would mean to drop that precious vase?
Not you

It just kinda happened
running down the room with it
I've learned my lessons
I won't do it again

Next time
I'll just make sure I won't get caught
and blame it on the cat