Who can I really trust?
Well I thought it was you but
No

Just like her
you tell the my story
My secrets
My feelings

Manipulative
Two-faced
It's a shame you hold the title
Father


Twisting every single word
I spill my heart out
She knows
What I tell you in confidence

I'm unaware if it's
You or her that stirs
this hatred so much

Mother and father
Divorced but will always be
Partners when it comes the the
Spilling of My secrets