Daddys Lullaby
How am I supposed to love myself, when no one seems to love me, how am I supposed to keep my head up, when all this hurt pushes me down.?
As I keep going, day through day, it builds up, breaking me down,
Pressured into the sorrow that swarms me, I can't hold on any more, I try to fix it, but I'm to broken to find the way.
He doesn't understand me, he left me in the darkness of night, and yet I hold on, because I can't let him go, so I tell him, I say, Daddy I love you, I need you. And he doesn't seem to hear me,
Pressured into the sorrow that swarms me, I can't hold on any more, I try to fix it, but I'm to broken to find the way.
I wish there was a way to go back, and change that, what did I do wrong? I tried to be strong, and smart, and everything for you, just to hear you say you are proud,
He still doesn't care, he chose her over me, and now I am,
Pressured into the sorrow that swarms me, I can't hold on any more, I try to fix it, but I'm to broken to find the way.
Each time He'd walk away, I would cry for him not to go, and when he'd come back, I was putty in his hands,
And Daddy, I hope you have the daughter you wanted, since I'm too weak and wrong, to see you proud of me, this makes me,
Pressured into the sorrow that swarms me, I can't hold on any more, I try to fix it, but I'm to broken to find the way.
And I'm sorry that I ruined your life, So I'll just step back, And just know that even after it all,
I love you Daddy.
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