Now you are just a lovely
As pretty as you can be
But this life is just to damned ugly
From wrong decisions made by me

I wear it as a birthmark
A spade upon my thigh
A can't get away from earmark
That I often wonder why

I chose the choices that I did
But I also know the reasons why
For preservation of this kid
So this soul just didn't die

That's why the big play is not OK
Because I don't want to cry
I just play the hand I'm dealt
And sometimes I wonder why