What kind of conscience
do you carry?
Do you have a heavy soul?
After what you did to me
I can't believe you're
not sorry at all
I don't want to hear your apology
Or your sweet words
They're not honest
They're just strings
to make your thread of lies
I hope you wrap that thread around your neck
and choke from all the lies you said
Some say I'll go back to you someday
But to me you're as good as dead
"I love you
only like a father ever could
Our love is eternal ,
although I may not show it
I will love you forever"
What kind of father are you?
One that doesn't love me.
