Blood is shed on the streets,
Broken people left to weep...

How could you stab me in the back,
And say all those things you said...

Get out of my life,
I can deal with my own problems...

It's been a month,
Since i last made a mark...

We can make each other laugh,
Spend every minute making dreams...

It's my fault he's yelling,
And my fault he's storming about...

Do you remember our song daddy?
The one about the daughter and her dad...