You say this letter is proof that the truth will come out
Insistently hoping to hide in the lies you spout
Don’t be ashamed - we don’t have a problem
A child will remain - a homecoming present

I can’t hear a word - it’s total distortion

Desperately needy and quick to run back to my arms
You had it both ways, a gymnast of twisting your arts

I can’t hear a word - it’s total distortion
(The child will remain)