I always called you “father“ and sir, but never dad.
I look at the torn in half pictures, and become so sad.
On my bib it says “Daddy’s little Pearl”
Why did you leave me? I was only a little girl.
You and mom used to fight
You used to hit her, with all your force and might.
One night, you came back from Charlie’s Bar
You were drunk, I could tell the way you were driving the car.
You walked in the door, I could smell the beer
all of a sudden this girl felt fear.
You started yelling at mom, and then it was my turn
You asked when I would be smart and when I would learn
That you were in charge, and I wasn’t because I was dumb
Me and mom packed our stuff
She yelled from the car “That’s it! I’ve had enough!”
We drove on through the rain
Hiding the sorrow, hiding the pain
We didn’t speak, but we both cried
as if someone, like you had just died.
I’m 16 now, and remember my past
I think of how glad, we left at last.
You never call, or never send a letter
But, Ya know, maybe it’s for the better?
Your still my dad, and I’m still your baby
Do you ever wonder how I turned out? Maybe?
I haven't seen you and I never can
I’m glad we left, I’m glad we ran.
Well, this is it, my final good-bye
I’m gonna let you float out of my head, like a passer bye.
out of my head, like a passer bye.
