I'm done with begging, dad.

Daddy, daddy
can't you see
that you're not here
and it's killing me?

Daddy, daddy
come back home,
I can't make it
on my own.

Daddy, daddy
breaks my heart,
as it seems
I'm not that smart.

Daddy, daddy
I know you would,
you broke my heart
before any boy could.

Daddy, daddy
you selfish prick
I'm dying, please,
stop being a dick.

Daddy, daddy
there's something new
blame for my death
will be on you.
♠ ♠ ♠
It's not like you left me. No, you're actually still here, but working, fucking your newest girlfriend that is twenty years younger than you, or not in country. And when you're not here, you know what happens? I have to move to my mum. And my step-father. I told him last week that he'll touch me once again and I'll cut him.
So yeah, I have broken ribs now.
I'm slowly dying daddy.
But I'm done with begging.
Actually, I am just done.