That tierd old man
With sagging skin
Who drinks his gravy from the plate
And lived a life of sin
That empty old man
Who spent his life in honest work
Who reads all day long
And thinks I do not notice his vengeful smirk
That balding old man
Who is stubborn in his way
Who sits in his comfy grey chair
And must know I want him to pay
He is not my Grandad
No matter how much he pretends
He is not my Grandad
No matter how much he pretends
Where were you when she needed you?
Where were you whern she cried?
Where were you when she had 5 kids?
Thats right, you were callous
You lied.
You don't deserve my love
You dont deserve my hate
I pity you
And you deserve this fate
So don't pretend to care
Dont think I don't know what you did
I cannot be bought with money
I am not that innocent, niave kid
I know what you did
I know the games you played
I know the bitter anger I feel
And I know it will never fade
Others may pretend
See only the withering exterior
The lines and the wrinkles
But i know you have the same interior
So next time you see me
Don't pretend like everythings fine
like you never hurt anyones feelings
Coz you sure as hell hurt mine