From the recording Gainsayer

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Written by Bridge The Gap
Produced by Bill Stevenson
Mixed & Mastered by Jason Livermore
Recorded at The Blasting Room in Ft. Collins, CO.

Lyrics

A bastard can't abide
With people picking sides
Now I see, it was never me
No matter how I tried

But oh, you were a constant
A wayward boy’s respondent
Love without a price

Now I know the score on a fundamental scale
I can’t win, so why prolong this subterfuge?

When the chips are down again
I turn to the open hand and soothing smile
Broken homes make splintered men
A boy abandoned, left to walk that lonely mile
You taught me how to dream of life beyond the strife

What are the ties that bind?
Lines I can’t define
Maternity and fathering
To be had in short supply

Unbound by obligation
Your selfless dedication
My only given light

I’ll always know the score on a fundamental scale
I’ll never win, so why fake the masquerade?

When the chips are down again
I turn to the open hand and soothing smile
Broken homes make splintered men
A forlorn image to be pitied and reviled
You’re always there to pick me up
You’re always there without fail

I don’t have to wonder where I’d be today
Locked up, dead, or insane
Your sacrifices bear all the hallmarks of what it means
To be a mother

When the chips are down again
Whoa
If my ship goes down again
Whoa
Broken homes make splintered men
Whoa
Don’t get it twisted in the end
Whoa

When the chips are down again
I turn to the open hand and soothing smile
Broken homes make splintered men
A wounded fledgling, left to fend out in the wild
But you’ll be there to fill my cup and pick me up