As I sit here all alone on my couch
I contemplate how you must've felt
Being drunk or passed out every night
Even on the nights I was with you
You just couldn't stop
You practically drank in your sleep
If you woke up in the morning you started Drinking right away
I don't know what you look like without a beer Can in your hand and a cigarette in your mouth
Your fake hair and your real pain
It must be too hard to live how you lived
The drinking was an escape wasn't it?
Well, now you have to start over
You're gonna be lonely
How do you think I felt?!
All those nights sitting in your apartment next To a passed out person who calls himself my father
I'm starting to wonder if I need a father
It makes you wonder
Doesn't It?
