There's a picture on my kitchen wall
Looks like Jesus and his friends involved
There's a party getting started in the yard

There's a couple getting steamy in the car parked in the drive
I was far too young to see this with my eyes


By the pool last night, apparently
The chemicals weren't mixed properly
You hit your head and then forgot your name

And then you woke up at the bottom by the drain
And now your altitude and memory's a shame


What about taking this empty cup and filling it up
With a little bit more of some innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young

It's okay to be easily ignored
I like to believe it's all about love for a child


And when the house was left in shambles
Who was there to handle all the broken bits of glass
Was it mom who put my dad out on his $$# or the other way around

Well I'm far too old to care about that now

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up

With a little bit more of some innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young
It's okay to be easily ignored

I'd love to believe it's all about love for a child

It's kinda nice to work the floor since the divorce

I've been enjoying both my Christmases and my birthday cakes
And taking drugs and making love at far too young an age
But they never check to see my grades

What a fool I'd be to start complaining now

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up

With a little bit more of some innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young
It's okay to be easily ignored

I'd like to believe it's all about love for a child

It was all about love...