Confused
Why don't you understand me?
The things that I've been through?
Don't you see the pain and sorrow?
That it comes from you?
You put her on a pedestool,
Treat her like she's queen.
You treat me like her servant,
Then ask me why I'm mean.
She gets anything,
And everything at that.
I get nothing,
Except her calling me fat.
It's like a game,
Going round and round.
You build me up and
Tear me down.
So what are you now?
(I say this with a frown),
You WERE a loving father,
But now you're just a clown.
You say all you want to do is make 'us' happy.
I'll tell you this and this time only;
You're not a father...you're a fony.
You picked the wrong 'us',
And now you've lost me.
Now do you understand?
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