Lyric

Mama’s apron’s stretching just a little more

Morning kitchen, I heard her quiet sigh

Big brother grins, “It’s the twenty-seventh one!”

I dropped my spoon and couldn’t even reply

Twenty-six plates, twenty-six voices loud

My name gets called somewhere at the very end of the line

How many times now with this “Baby on the way”?

Everybody’s cheering, but only I

Feel this ache inside my chest I can’t explain

MAMA, WHY’D YOU GET PREGNANT AGAIN?!

We’ve already got twenty-six kids here…

WHERE HAS MY FREEDOM GONE?!

I tried to hide it in the corner of my room

Even one small moment all alone!

All I’m learning how to wear is cynical social skills

And ironic cooperation, nothing more…

I just want to be free, you know!

Mama… why’d you get pregnant again?!

School friends tell me, “Wow, a big family’s so great!”

But they don’t know

How the nighttime cries cut through the dark

Homework stops for another diaper change

“Such a good big sister,” they always say

Every single time, something inside me breaks

All I really wanted was to read my book in peace

Mama’s gentle hand touches my cheek so soft

“You’re the kindest one,” she whispers low

Those words feel heavier than I can hold

MAMA, WHY’D YOU GET PREGNANT AGAIN?!

We’ve already got twenty-six kids here…

WHERE HAS MY FREEDOM GONE?!

A sixteen-year-old girl like me just wants

Not some flashy dream — just a quiet afternoon!

All I’m learning how to wear is cynical social skills

And ironic cooperation, nothing more…

I just want to be free, you know!

Mama… why’d you get pregnant again?!

If I had been an only child instead

I wonder what colors my world would have been

All of Mama’s love just for me

Would I have known my own name, truly seen?

But now…

In the shadow of the twenty-seventh one

I’m still just “somebody’s older sister”

MAMA, WHY’D YOU GET PREGNANT AGAIN?!

I MEAN IT THIS TIME… I’VE HAD ENOUGH!

WHERE HAS MY FREEDOM GONE?!

IN THIS CROWDED HOUSE, I ONLY NEED ONE PLACE

THAT’S TRULY MINE — THAT’S ALL I ASK!

I DON’T NEED THIS CYNICAL SMILE ANYMORE!

I DON’T NEED THIS IRONIC WAY OF GETTING ALONG!

I JUST WANT…

TO BE FREE, YOU KNOW!

MAMA…

WHY DID YOU GET PREGNANT AGAIN…

MAMA!

WHY DID YOU GET PREGNANT AGAIN?!