Hey dad
You guess I've learned something
Fromm y mistakes but I don't
And I
I hate the way it goes
I'm sick of you and I
You're good for nothing
So, can you say it again ?
I need to get it into my head
I'm off the wagon, and for the rest of my life
And I still don't care
Tonight
With a gun kissing my head
This night, you'll maybe understand
How bad
I feel inside of me
I'm sick of you and I
I'm lost, I'm bored
I'm down and I'm stranded