You’ve been hit over the head
Your face went violent red when you heard what he said
And time is really all it takes
To reconcile mistakes and heal the wounds they make
And you’re floating around this contraption you’ve built
Just seething and mired in each pang of your guilt
Why can’t you just deal with it?
He’s your daughter and he’s still all yours
Don’t peer with your half empty view
The love you once harbored for him
He’s still defending just for you
And now, a crossroad you have met
Will you forgive and forget or live with one regret?
You know he didn’t want to choose
To leave this mental bruise, a parent he can’t lose
But you’re letting the physical swallow you whole
You’ve sentenced yourself, at least give him parole
You know that he’s feeling it
He’s your daughter and he won’t go back
Don’t toss this bond in the fire
‘Cause no one gets away without
Once being told to go higher
Your baseball wars you had indoors
And the racecar bed on which he slept
And the kitchen sink he never dared to clean
They’re all still there, my friend
And just because you’ve lost your trust
That’s only your angle
And you alone can put a stop to it, put a stop to it
If you’d only accept him and turn the hurt loose
Then maybe your insides would stop the abuse
Your conscience is withering
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