Dad
You said you love me
was that a lie
do you enjoy seeing me cry
I'm tired of wasting my tears on you
I will only stop when I hear you
say the words you love me so
but don't you dare say it then turn and go
I'm tired of sitting by the phone
everyday you must forget to call
I love you dad
but I guess you don't feel the same
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