Why Daddy, Why

Daddy, how could you do that to me?
I was five years old, only a baby...
I was too young to understand
You were my daddy and a grown man
I was what, two feet tall?
Trying to escape to my room down the hall...
I didn\'t know what you were doing, only that i felt pain
And i didn\'t want you doing it ever again...
I was so young and i couldn\'t hide
You said it\'d be over soon and i could go back outside...
So i would just close my eyes and pretend
Waiting for the pain to end
All my life Ive wanted you to die

And after all these years i have one question...why daddy, why?

i hate that sick son of a b****