It hurts me
To see and hear you
Hurting.

Don't you know
How you've hurt me too
Like I'm the little Tweedley Dee
Teedle Dumb
Scape goat
Between your immature
Love.

You don't know how to communicate
I'm not sure you ever have
And it reminds me
When I glance into the mirror these days
And come home to a dark apartment
Why I'm alone
Why I chose this road
Because I'm not like you.

Your always in meetings
Lettin' ur daughter walk round with nothin'
No answers, no might
Mama you talk endlessly
Like you don't realize
All the damage you've done
And escaped.

Brothers got it goin' on
Or seem to
We don't talk much
We ain't that close
I was always in the middle
Of everyone's joke.

And now I've had enough.