Karaoké Our Word 36 Questions (musical) (Jessie Shelton)

When I was a little girl

Like really little

Like eight or so

I was playin' in my father's study

A place in the house

I wasn't supposed to go

My father fancied himself a sailor

His study was filled with nautical decor

He kept a boat in a bottle on top of a shelf and it shattered on the ground when I slammed the door

I told my mother everything

I told her I was so, so sorry

She told me Don't cry

When he comes home tonight we can make everything okay

This is all we have to say

We don't remember a boat in a bottle

It must've fallen off its shelf alone

We know you loved it

We're so sad it's broken but neither one of us was even home

And it's our word

Yes our word against his

So I hid screw-ups from my father

Made up school awards to please my mom

Whatever made the steak taste better

Whatever kept the waters calm

I was told to keep their secrets and in turn they'd keep mine

As I got older I got dumber

I couldn't help but cross the line

Three times I nearly wrecked my life

Three times I nearly came to ruin

Three times went cryin' to my parents

Who said they'd make it go away

Yes this is all we had to say

We never rented a house in Sedona

We didn't see Camille the day she died

We haven't been on our boat in some years now so we don't care what you found inside

And it's our word

Yes our word

It's our word

Yes our word against theirs

Somebody was paid to make it go away

Everyone was paid to make the problems go away

Doesn't matter who gets screwed or who is blamed

Do what you need to do to clear your name

An inconvenient truth can be easily erased

When I was twenty-six

I was livin' in New York

I developed some fun habits

Put my white blood cells to work

I remember it so clearly

I was home alone on a Tuesday night

To level out

I'd popped some downers but couldn't seem to get my mind right

I drew a bath and slipped into it and suddenly became aware

I couldn't keep my head above water

I took a final gasp of air

And as I laid there helplessly a million different thoughts came to me

I saw my parents hearin' the news

Your only daughter drowned today

I thought about what they might say

Our daughter Judith

No she moved to Austin

She's very happy there or so we hear

She's always been so goddamned independent

The years go by and now we barely see her

Our daughter Judith

You must be mistaken

You mean the girl we raised as if our own

We loved her so much

She felt like our child but eventually we had to send her home

It'd be their word

Only their word

It'd be their word

Only their word

On its own