There's a sound from the kitchen
And it's the sound he has heard a thousand times before
When he hears his mother crying
He runs away and hides inside his room

But there is no escaping 
The echo in his fathers voice
And when the tears are falling
He falls down to his knees and prays

Just hold me and love me
Trash this child of love
And try your best to save this broken home
Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again
And do your best to save this broken home

His little arms are black and blue
And there's a little cut right under his eye
And every night he lays awake
Oh, and from downstairs the fighting stars again

Have you forgot the reason
Why this little child was born
'Cause if you go on fighting, yeah
You'll destroy this family, yeah

So hold him and love him
Trash this child of love
And try your best to save this broken home
Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again
And do your best to save this broken home

And if you ever hold him tight, let him feel your love again
Oh, you will make him smile, yeah

So hold him and love him
Trash this child of love
And try your best to save this broken home
Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again
And do your best to save this broken home