Daddy.
My bones are tired, daddy.
I don't get enough sleep, I don't
eat as good as I could, daddy.
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I sleep past noon, daddy.
Drink lots of alcohol and smoke like a
chimney. Yes, I left the refrigerator
door half open, daddy.
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to rip out your
throat, daddy, for all those things
you said that where mean.
Gonna make you just as vulnerable
as I was, daddy.
What's that say about me?
Sometimes I want to bash in youre
theeth, daddy, gonna use your tongue
as a stamp.
Gonna rip out your hart, the way you
did mine, daddy.
Go ahead and psycho-analyze that!
Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love, daddy.
Grew up to be,
and do all those sick things you said I'd do.