I always thought it odd
When you took me to the abc store
Walking the rows of liquor
Like of the pews of a church

Showing your son
what he was worth
Less than ***** less than the beer
I wasn't the thing that you loved here

It slowed you breathing, thinking, and fear
It formed it a distance
A whiskey sea between you and me
Its just not something I can swim
Its form a bottle around you
I don't care to get in
Your in a fight ,I know you can't win
I no longer ask how,why, when
So I'll wait for the end.

Like I waited for a father
Someone to mold me into a man
I grow tried of waiting
And make my image with my own hand
I won't follow in your stumbling footsteps
And won't support you when you can't stand
All you are is hateful, timid and destructive
From a broken father is what I construct with
From a man who is nothing, I will be become something.