I barely knew the real you

And even though I didn't want to

I tried to respect who you were

Though I gossiped about you to her

You show up drunk, what can I say

You remind me of my mother's way

Except she has endless love inside her

And now the tables have turned and I'm hiding under

Didn't matter how long the story was

My mom would listen and ask questions

And include color commentary

I love the way she always cared about me

You're just a drunk, you don't recognize a friend

Who's glad he wasn't recognized, to be honest