Mother’s Girl

Don't I look like my mother
When I’ve passed out on our kitchen floor
From fighting drunk at the bar

Don't I look like my mother
When I'm jealous and insecure
And throwing holes through our bedroom door

I never thought I’d be cut from the same cloth
My eyes burn just like hers when I'm fucked up
I thought I'd learn
But ain't I my mother's girl

Don't I look like my mother
When I cry over lovers you never kissed and I'm talking tough and clenching fists

Oh I never thought I'd be cut from the same cloth
But my eyes burn just like hers when I’m fucked up
I thought I’d learn
But ain't I my mother’s girl

Ain't I my mother's girl?