My baby too

This car seat never had more heat
then the day I had to sit in it even though it wasn't me
This the first time I've seen real tears in your eyes
I never wanted to see you cry
Too strong and our friendship too open for too long
To hit the lock on car doors
but for you sure
I will hit the click on my seatbelt and let you use me to explain in every way
as a man, it is not okay to hurt this way
but I'm here for you
Tell me if you thought the color was pink or blue
I'll hug your way through
because the words "it would be my baby too"
seem to beatbox on your lips and my dear I'll play the witch so you can say all the things you want to say
because grief works both ways
You do get a say so in the way it hurts
I'll sit in the hot seat even if I didn't heat it up
Because who am I not to allow you this
the chance to finally scream "that bitch"
I'll hug you after
I can tell your lips have been burning with it
"it's my baby too,
This is what my baby do''
Lost because I can't stop babying you
I'll blow fresh wind on a hot wound
because for the first time I understand you, and I'm grateful
For a moment in the hot seat
and for a chance to cool you
Reckless of me to still let you off
because I am the only one to take care of scars
All the ones I didn't cause
All the things I do feel lost
Lost in the feeling that it isn't my job to take care of
All the wounds that need dressing
when I didn't open them up
but I got so used to taking the blame
I forgot it wasn't my name
Who takes care of the nurse but the parlor
When her days are to serve and not holla
Who takes care of the lifter
When a massage ain't enough
Time to double up on strength because of the hurt buried even deeper within.