Pity The Child, Pt.2 Lyrics - Josh Groban

When I was nine, 

I learned survival: 

Taught myself not to care. 

I was my single, good companion, 

Taking my comfort there. 

Up in my room 

I planned my conquests 

On my own 

Never asked for a helping hand 

No one would understand. 

I never asked the pair that fought below 

Just in case they said no. 

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Pity the child who has ambition; 

Knows what he wants to do. 

Knows that hell never fit the system, 

Others expecting to. 

Pity the child who knew his parents 

Saw them fight, 

Saw their love die before his eyes. 

Pity the child that wise. 

He never asked 

Did I cause your distress? 

Just in case they said Yes. 

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When I was twelve, my father moved out. 

Left with a whimper, 

Not with a shout. 

I didnt miss him: 

He made it perfectly clear 

That I was a fool, and probably queer. 

Fool that I was, 

I thought this would bring 

Those he had left closer together. 

She made a move the moment he crawled away. 

I was the last the woman told, 

She never let her bed get cold. 

Someone moved in, 

I shut my door. 

Someone to treat her just the same way as before! 

I took the road of least resistance: 

I had my game to play. 

I had the skill and all the hunger 

Easy to get away. 

Pity the child with no such weapons 

No defense, no escape from the ties that bind. 

Always a step behind. 

I never called to tell her all Id done. 

I was only her son! 

Pity the child, but not forever; 

Not if he stays that way. 

He can get all he ever wanted 

If hes prepared to beg. 

Pity instead, the careless mother 

What she missed, what she lost, when she let me go. 

And I wonder, does she know? 

I wouldnt call: 

A crazy thing to do 

Just in case she said Who?