I walked up and down avenue a til 4am Don't know what i'm doin' here Where to stay, or where to begin Oh mama, gotta figure out how far i'll go And i'm addin' to the list of things That you don't know Your daughter is dead Your daughter is dead I think you made her up in your head Your daughter is dead Your daughter is dead I think you made her up in your head I'm alive in several scary ways tonight Been on fire and had trouble Hiding the blaze from your sight Oh mama, i been noticin' more and more That my crooked fingers Are beginning to look just like yours Just like yours Your daughter is dead Your daughter is dead I think you made her up in your head Your daughter is dead Your daughter is dead I think you made her up in your head Let me be the best part Of me and you Let me be the brave part Of me and you Don't think i didn't see you there Poor, broken-hearted and alone I want you to know i've always cared And always thought of you as home Home Your daughter is dead Your daughter is dead I think you made her up in your head Let me be the best part Of me and you Let me be the brave part Of me and you Oh mama i been noticin' More and more That my hands look just like yours