Not claiming to be right
still it remains true
long as my daddy is breathing
there ain't nothing I could ever
need from you
not a test of your manhood
just the way it is
this bond goes deeper
than your dick
and the words you spit
you think are slick
my daddy REALLY loves me
while you get off
thinking you sound grown up
saying that you do
and ain't got the first clue
think sacrifice is counted
in a few less nights out spent
when it's about
what you meant
not what you did
cause your company
is no pleasure when really
you'd still rather be absent
but are trying to act like
you'd never cause me pain
but when I say I don't need you
then you the one hurt again?
I don't get it
but I go for it
why not?
I mean you did indulge
my real sorrow
for a little bit
right?