Mama, I'm sorry
For saying that I wish I wasn't born
For hating my body
Getting angry when you call me beautiful
And I wanna believe you, wanna do good
I wanna do better, I know that I should
But God, it's not easy for me and you
To see your daughter struggling, troubling, stumbling
Asking yourself: Did I do my best?
Promise to never ever question that again
Mama, mama, mama, mama, I'm sorry
I'm tryna see me from your point of view
Mama, mama, mama, mama, I'm sorry
I'm tryna love myself the way you do
So I'm sticking to the words you said
And maybe soon I'll understand
That everything will work out in the end
So mama, don't worry
I'll be okay, thanks to you
Mama, you taught me
To roll with all the punches they may throw
And if I start falling (start falling)
You'll wipe my tears and call me beautiful
And I think I believe you, think that I'm good
Think I'll do better, know that I should
But God, it's not easy for me and you
To see your daughter struggling, troubling, stumbling
Asking yourself: Did I do my best?
Promise to never ever question that again
Mama, mama, mama, mama, I'm sorry
I'm tryna see me from your point of view
Mama, mama, mama, mama, I'm sorry
I'm tryna love myself the way you do
So I'm sticking to the words you said
And maybe soon I'll understand
That everything will work out in the end
So mama, don't worry
I'll be okay, thanks to you
I'll be okay, thanks to you
