My first heartbreak wasn't supposed to be you...
You should've been there to stop me from obsessing over a guy
You should've been there to protect me from heart breakers
You should've been there to keep me away from bad guys
You should've been there to comfort me over my failed crushes
You should've been the shoulder I cry on
You should've been there to keep my fragile heart safe from heart aches
So.. Why? Why did you end up being the first one to break my heart?
You're my father:(
