All that false instruction
Now, I want you to know that while we watched
Come to me now, you know
Must I always be the thief?
To wait upon him hand and foot
Tears of rage, tears of grief
And always tell him, "No"?
It was a childish thing to do
As if it was a purse
We're so low and life is brief
Must I always be the thief?
Would treat a father so
Why must I always be the thief?
We pointed out the way to go
You discover there was no one true
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun
Come to me now, you know
Though you just thought it was nothing more
Most everybody really thought
Which we never could believe
When you went out to receive
Come to me now, you know
Which goes from bad to worse?
And now the heart is filled with gold
And scratched your name in sand
We're so alone and life is brief
Than a place for you to stand
Tears of rage, tears of grief
But oh, what kind of love is this
It was all very painless
And put us on our way
And now you'd throw us all aside
