day 107 on prozac (changes)
I'd take your father's words
With a grain of salt
And don't tangle up the missing details
Of how things were
And who I was
Don't hide all my sins
Like how I was distant
And stuck in my head
How I got what I wanted
And still never listened
And never made my bed
If I told I wish things were different
Then I'd have to admit that I can't feel your pain
Because lately I can't tell the difference
If I live or I died
You can still say that I tried
So I'll hold your hand through these changes
Because I know I don't make it easy for you
So just understand if I don't make it
I'm sorry I'm selfish and I didn't think of you
And I hope that you're more like your father
And don't fly way too close to the sun
And I hope that you lose all your fights with your brother
But he always tells you won
And I hope you still learn to love
And I hope you don't miss me much
If I told I wish things were different
Then I'd have to admit that I can't feel your pain
Because lately I can't tell the difference
If I live or I died
You can still say that I tried
So I'll hold your hand through these changes
Because I know I don't make it easy for you
So just understand if I don't make it
I'm sorry I'm selfish and I didn't think of you
I'd take your father's words
With a grain of salt
And don't tangle up the missing details
Of how things were
And who I was
With a grain of salt
And don't tangle up the missing details
Of how things were
And who I was
Don't hide all my sins
Like how I was distant
And stuck in my head
How I got what I wanted
And still never listened
And never made my bed
If I told I wish things were different
Then I'd have to admit that I can't feel your pain
Because lately I can't tell the difference
If I live or I died
You can still say that I tried
So I'll hold your hand through these changes
Because I know I don't make it easy for you
So just understand if I don't make it
I'm sorry I'm selfish and I didn't think of you
And I hope that you're more like your father
And don't fly way too close to the sun
And I hope that you lose all your fights with your brother
But he always tells you won
And I hope you still learn to love
And I hope you don't miss me much
If I told I wish things were different
Then I'd have to admit that I can't feel your pain
Because lately I can't tell the difference
If I live or I died
You can still say that I tried
So I'll hold your hand through these changes
Because I know I don't make it easy for you
So just understand if I don't make it
I'm sorry I'm selfish and I didn't think of you
I'd take your father's words
With a grain of salt
And don't tangle up the missing details
Of how things were
And who I was
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