There was snow on the ground so I grabbed a coat
Nothing abnormal, nothing to note
Or so I thought but I remembered you
The things you said and the things you do
Twenty years down the road and I felt my stomach sinks
I remebered you showing me to hold my cuffs, I think
You did indeed with those small arms of mine
You said "hold on to the cuffs of your shirt and pull, itll be fine"
So I did as I was told,
I didn't want to be cold
And correct you were, my coat was on just right
I didn't have to try again, it was on perfect and tight
I remembered this moment now, as my coat was crinkled and loose
Why did I have this memory, I didn't get to choose
You ruined my life and I hate you for that
Today was not the day for a panic attack
No father-daughter dances, no yelling when I kissed a boy
No screaming because I won't quit playing with my toy
In prison you now are, growing old and weak
I can't help but wonder, I can't help but seek
I need answers and not the same old lies,
Why didn't you love me, why do I still cry?
I'm twenty-three, and I still crave your love
Was I bad, or too ugly, or did you forget a glove?
Sometimes I still want to see you and talk
Sometimes I still miss you, your voice, and your walk
But I don't though, not really, I just think I do
I just want my heart mended, what I need is glue
I sometimes feel bad, but for you and not for me,
I'm everything I ever hoped for, something you'll never see
Twenty-three years and your kid is still scarred
What you left is unfished and you're behind bars
I am grateful to you for giving me life,
Everything else is dead, give me a knife
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC
There was snow on the ground so I grabbed a coat
Nothing abnormal, nothing to note
Or so I thought but I remembered you
The things you said and the things you do
Twenty years down the road and I felt my stomach sinks
I remebered you showing me to hold my cuffs, I think
You did indeed with those small arms of mine
You said "hold on to the cuffs of your shirt and pull, itll be fine"
So I did as I was told,
I didn't want to be cold
And correct you were, my coat was on just right
I didn't have to try again, it was on perfect and tight
I remembered this moment now, as my coat was crinkled and loose
Why did I have this memory, I didn't get to choose
You ruined my life and I hate you for that
Today was not the day for a panic attack
No father-daughter dances, no yelling when I kissed a boy
No screaming because I won't quit playing with my toy
In prison you now are, growing old and weak
I can't help but wonder, I can't help but seek
I need answers and not the same old lies,
Why didn't you love me, why do I still cry?
I'm twenty-three, and I still crave your love
Was I bad, or too ugly, or did you forget a glove?
Sometimes I still want to see you and talk
Sometimes I still miss you, your voice, and your walk
But I don't though, not really, I just think I do
I just want my heart mended, what I need is glue
I sometimes feel bad, but for you and not for me,
I'm everything I ever hoped for, something you'll never see
Twenty-three years and your kid is still scarred
What you left is unfished and you're behind bars
I am grateful to you for giving me life,
Everything else is dead, give me a knife
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