Sleazebag
Cut razor cut
Bleed bloody nose bleed
Can't be me you know he's not
The one for you
You should be with me
You should be with me
Not with him you know
He pulls your hair and he
Beats you with a metal pole
Sticky residue
China table breaks
Daddy's tired and he's drunk
Comes home with a thunk
Mommy's crying what do we do
Daddy's dying who gives a fuck
Mother she's waiting for me
You know she's bleeding from her nose just like me
Maybe if daddy taught you better you'd learn how to rhyme
Get a job
Pay the bills
Throw down the pills
Mommy she dies
She dies alone
She cries every night because
Daddy's on the phone
Now daddy walks along the empty road
He has a bottle of beer and a big old stone
He walks up to your door at your house in your room
Because he wants to tell you to take off your blouse
I can't remember why he told me that
But I remember when mommy cried
It was bad
Daddy
Daddy why did you go
You should have taken care of mommy while she was pregnant
Maybe that baby could have lived if it was an infant
I can't believe the sorrows of me and you
But if I was your son I'd believe it too
Mother
Mother
She's alive or no she's not
Maybe if mommy woulda fought
Daddy would have thought
If I could believe it so could you
When I saw his shoe
It was covered in blood from mommy's head
Oh no mommy's dead
Mother
Father
I'm crying
He's dying
You can believe from the sound he makes when he dies
You can see it in his eyes but you know mommy cries
You're just a rag
A dirty rag
And I know he's just a
Sleazebag
Bleed bloody nose bleed
Can't be me you know he's not
The one for you
You should be with me
You should be with me
Not with him you know
He pulls your hair and he
Beats you with a metal pole
Sticky residue
China table breaks
Daddy's tired and he's drunk
Comes home with a thunk
Mommy's crying what do we do
Daddy's dying who gives a fuck
Mother she's waiting for me
You know she's bleeding from her nose just like me
Maybe if daddy taught you better you'd learn how to rhyme
Get a job
Pay the bills
Throw down the pills
Mommy she dies
She dies alone
She cries every night because
Daddy's on the phone
Now daddy walks along the empty road
He has a bottle of beer and a big old stone
He walks up to your door at your house in your room
Because he wants to tell you to take off your blouse
I can't remember why he told me that
But I remember when mommy cried
It was bad
Daddy
Daddy why did you go
You should have taken care of mommy while she was pregnant
Maybe that baby could have lived if it was an infant
I can't believe the sorrows of me and you
But if I was your son I'd believe it too
Mother
Mother
She's alive or no she's not
Maybe if mommy woulda fought
Daddy would have thought
If I could believe it so could you
When I saw his shoe
It was covered in blood from mommy's head
Oh no mommy's dead
Mother
Father
I'm crying
He's dying
You can believe from the sound he makes when he dies
You can see it in his eyes but you know mommy cries
You're just a rag
A dirty rag
And I know he's just a
Sleazebag
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Writer(s): Aidan Botticella
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