Rebecca McCartney - Mama, I Know Lyrics

Mama, I know you want more for me
But I was never good at math
It must be so hard to see
Me follow in this path
Give them love
Give them hell
Give them what they need
Take what's yours
Make your mark
Find what sets you free

But I know you want more for me
Than what these notes can give
I know you want more for me
'Cause they never let you live, no

Mama, packed up with your clarinet
Biking in your concert clothes
You give too much for what you get
But I guess it's what you chose
And mama, I know you want more for
But I've taken my seat here
And I know you want more
Than what you see
But it won't happen in a year
All your friends
From the job
They're all having kids
But they're back on the road now, mama
While you're stuck by my crib

And I know you want more for me
Than what these notes can give
And I know you want more for me
'Cause they never let you live
No, no
I know you want more