bad children Video (MV)

You say there are no bad children
But I was a very bad child and I
Held my knife right to my father's neck
I swore to god I would take his life
I know the reasons are broken
But I swallowed poison to make it out
That was a choice that I made to breathe,
To keep what's flammable out the house
Every day I think
Today will be better
Today I'll be good
Today I'll remember
To be well behaved
I will make you love me
I'll stay in my lane
Quiet, Docile, Lovely
Mom, I just want you to know me
You say you do, but I know you don't.
Mom, I just want to hold me
To say one day I'll be welcome home