Dead Mom - Broadwaycon 2019 Version

[Lydia}
Hey Mom, Dead Mom
I need a little help here
I'm prob'ly talking to myself here
But Dead Mom, I gotta ask
Are you really in the ground?
Cause I feel you all around me
Are you here, Dead Mom?
Dead Mom

Dead Mom
My father is the greatest of pretenders
I wish his perfect picket fences
Would impale him through the heart
Evr'y day he's staring at me
Like all 'hurry up, get happy!'
Move along
Forget about your mom

But, Daddy's in denial
Daddy doesn't wanna feel
He wants me to smile and clap
Like a performing seal
Ignored it for a while
But, Daddy's lost his mind for real
You won't believe the mess that we've become

Dead Mom
I'm tired of tryin' to iron out my creases
I'm a bunch of broken pieces
It was you who made me whole
Now this carousel of ponies
Spins around filled up with phonies
And there's no fun
Without you here, Dead Mom

You're my home
My destination
And I'm the clone
Your strange creation
You held my hand
And life came easy
Now jokes don't land
And no one sees me
I just wanna fit
Mama, is this it?
Are you receiving?
Give me somethin' to believe in
Or I'm done

Take me where my soul can run
Or I'll be in my bedroom
Wake me when I'm twenty-one
Daddy's moving forward
Daddy didn't lose a mom

Mama, won't you send a sign?
I'm running out of hope and time
A plague of mice, a lightning strike
Or drop a nuclear bomb

No more playing Daddy's game
I'll go insane if things don't change
Whatever it takes to make him say your name
Dead Mom