Ever since I was a girl my own mother vowedI must find the way to power through a noble browI married once for love then my senses cameI must marry for the stature of my husband’s nameOnto marriage number twoI knew what I had to doand my poor husband fell ill in a year or twosolved problem number one, now to problem number twoHis deo-eyed little girl with gentle point of viewWould I ship her off to school?No! I told her if she stayed that shed have to earn her keepand so she became the maid!She was lazy!She was Crazy!She was talking to the mice!She was hopelessly naive, so she had to pay the price.I moved her to the attic out of sight and out of mind.I could have thrown her out, but Im benevolent and kind.Mother, your hearts too big for you!I knew what I had to doAfter all, difficult children will take advantage of your good nature.So you lock them upThrow away the key!Theres one on every family treeUngrateful!Hateful!Vile too! The things she put you through!Break their spirit so they obey!Now theyll do anything you sayMaybe youd call it cruel butothers would call it loveTough Love!I ask you, is it a crime to strive for perfection in all things?Oh, no, theyre so cute when theyre little but then they grow up and just…ruin everything!I never wanted childrenlife was better on my ownall the screaming, nagging chilled me to the bone!But then one day i came across a flower growing freeits magic kept me young, so I kept it all for me!But someone dug it up now a baby held the powerso I "borrowed" her and locked her up and hid her in a tower!Years went by, OH!The sacrifice and against my better judgment, I fed her once or twice.Teenagers now I know I wild eat their youngBut thats messyManipulations easily more funA little guilt, a lot of force, of course you have to lieremind them without you, theyd shrivel up and die!They only have themselves to blame!If youd been there, youd do the sameSo work them hard til they fall in lineTheres one way and its only mineChildren are lazySpoiled tooBut we know what to do!Govern them with a heart of stoneLock them up so theyre all aloneMaybe youd call it cruel but,others would call it love, tough love!Ugh! Her own tower with a water viewand she runs away the first chance she getsThese wretched brats think the world owes them somethingBut it doesntFar and wide I rule the kingdom with a heavy handbut there was more I hand in mind a greater planI never cared to share, so The King would have to fallBut his child blocked the way to me and "Fairest of them all"She was chubby. She was dumband grotesquely optimisticShe needed structure in her life! She wasnt realisticI gave her chores and took away the things that shed enjoybut then I caught her singing songs with birds and then a boy!Love?!Was I just sit by and wait?!for her to take my crown? NO!she hand sealed her fate!She hand to go, and so she did and you know what they say"An apple once a day keeps your enemies away"Dont be fooled by their tender smile!give an inch and theyll run a mile!Our idea of a happy homeIs one where we live all alone!Dark, Depressing, Desolate!Now lets all drink to that!call us "wicked" and call us "mean""Cruel" and everything in betweenYou could say its unjustTurning their dreams to dustThis is what we call loveTough Love! 。