Daddy’s Disappointment

I was eight years old, got my first B plus
Hid it in the basement with the Christmas stuff
Heart racin' when he'd ask me, Got your grades yet, hon?
Made it three whole days 'til I fessed up

He said, No after school Coke, and no TV
It's not the B, it's that you lied to me
I remember wishin' it was that easy
I cried the kind of tears nobody sees

That's how daddy's little girl grows up to be daddy's disappointment
Waitin' tables and shitty boyfriends
Cause he said, "All that potential, but you don't have the drive "
And all I learned how to do is how to prove him right
I'm Daddy's disappointment, daddy's disappointment
Daddy's disappointment

I was 15, learned my first three chords
When he finally caught me singin' to the living room floor
He lit up like the night when a star is born
Soon my little dream wasn't mine anymore

Every little country opry, every little country church
Singin' someone else's stories in someone else's words
I hated every canned applause every damn half-verse
But the truth don't shine through a sequin shirt

That's how daddy's little girl grows up to be daddy's disappointment
Waitin' tables and shitty boyfriends
Cause he said, "All that potential, but you don't have the drive"
And all I learned how to do is how to prove him right
I'm Daddy's disappointment, daddy's disappointment
Daddy's disappointment

I was 23, got my first big break
Learned how to make a living out of old heartache
Burned out 16th Avenue 'til I had nothin' to say
Just a pawn in a game I never wanted to play
Just a pawn in a game I never wanted to play
Just a pawn in a game I never wanted to play