you focus on the road ahead of you as i try to forget
i look into your eyes and i see the bottle in your hand
you try to make it up to me, every single time you fall
your my dad but every time your in a rage, i don't know who you are.

finally, i pick up the pillow and hold it on my chest
wishing that life could be more than all of this
just the same you hide the bottles in the house
and act like its all a big mistake when i find you out
this is all so hard to take, but i will never let tears escape.

you come home and slam the door behind you
i try to hide, but you always know where i am
you dont know how much it hurts me to see you
i try to tell you, but everything is falling around me
and though it is mighty tempting, i will not let tears control me.

shaking on the floor, my side is bruised again
the damage has been done, i am lost inside
crawling to the surface of a broken home is tiring
as i push the three numbers and listen to sirens.

i close my eyes slowly, and i realize that im crying.