Mummy! Mummy!

Please look at me,

At where I fell down

And cut my knee.

Mummy! Mummy!

It hurts real bad

But you're just not looking!

And it's making me sad…

x

Daddy! Daddy!

You that you'd play

Quidditch with me

On our pitch today!

Daddy. Daddy.

You tell me to go

Back to my room

and play on my own.

x

Mummy! Mummy!

May I show you what I drew?

See? It's us, by our house-

Me an' Daddy an' You.

Mummy! Mummy!

Why d'you snatch it away/

Why d'you tear it up?

Why won't you say?

x

Daddy. Daddy,

I can't do these tests.

Please, they're really hard

And I'm doing my best!

Daddy, Daddy!

Please don't be mad!

Please don't lock me away

And tell me I'm bad!

x

Mummy. Mummy.

Why do you

Appear to hate me

The way you do?

Mummy. Mummy.

What can I say

To make you like me

A bit someday?

x

Daddy! Daddy!

I-I don't understand…

Why won't you ever pick me up?

Why don't you hold my hand?

Daddy! Daddy!

But I know you would

Treat me better

If you could…

x

Mummy! Daddy!

Please look at me!

I'm just down here!

Why can't you see?

Mummy! Daddy!

Am I really that bad?

Is it really my fault?

Am I the reason you're sad?