Now she can see

I am sick and tired
Of your lieing ways
I am sick of crying over your mess ups
For days and days

I think you should take a look at yourself
I think you need to see
You really need to shape up
To be a good father to me

You think that everything is fine
That i am happy and well
Well fact is: I'm not
My life is actually hell

Not that you can see that
You couldn't care less
You don't know anything about me
You don't know whats best

Well now she is all grown up
And really knows the truth
Her daddy is that liar
Thats she was told about, upon her youth

--Its not my best but i would appreciate it if you could comment or vote thanks--