It was Mother's Day
When you came clean
We let the car run under the overpass
Like when we were teens
You said it ground you down
You said you'd made a mess
You said your world was gray
And the kids were the only color that was left
I think I spoke too soon
I always hate it when you cry
I should've told you then
What I'm writing now
It kept me up all night
You're gonna be fine
Mother's Day comes and goes
Summer will be here soon
To chase the chill away
We'll chase regret out with the ghosts
You're gonna be fine
Give it some time and you'll see
You'll have these East Coast springs
Three headstrong kids
You'll have Jesus
And you'll have me
You're gonna be fine
It was a parking lot
Near that South Carolina dive
I came unglued
I freaked you out
Let the bees out of the hive
I let it go too long
Long past the point of fun
I hadn't gotten it all out of my system yet
I said I'd move home, I was done
I think I spoke too soon
I always hate to make you cry
Like on Mother's Day
When you told me again
Folks like us are never satisfied
But we're gonna be fine
Just like you told me before
Oh I can pick back up and get to work
Or I could walk right out the door
But we're gonna be fine
It took Carolina to see
We'll have heads like hives on Mother's Day
So thank your Jesus for the bees
We're gonna be fine
On Mother's Day
We're gonna be fine
On Mother's Day
We're gonna be fine