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