I can see it clearly now you have the boy Another one, a different toy And if I could I'd wear you down, I'd whisper my command The little one, the beating heart The one you had right from the start Another little heartache for you I won't let you whisper words of selfish doubt I'm the the one that let you So say something the little pill that makes you hold onto What we have left I question how you close your eyes and sleep at night You hold him close, feel warm inside You make me sick, don't speak to god, no one can help you now You did it to him, didn't you Imagine what he suffered through I wish that i could hold my temper I won't let you whisper words of selfish doubt I'm the one that let you So say something The little pill that makes you hold onto What we have left We pray to god To bring him home Soft words and hope