(Just being a greedy person) (Who's just trying to get somewhere) (And using every person possible) (So you can get to wherever) (And then you get there) (And you're still a greedy piece of) Do you feel the things I feel Probably not, I don't Come on now, what's the appeal Sit and rot I don't know I don't know Yeah, before my dad left Way before I grew The times I felt neglect I knew one day I would choose Be like him take the ways I was taught I'm sposed' to take Or take something that I felt was good Even if it makes me afraid Evil, wicked, sinister Whatever words I picked Didn't make it any better Even if I was a kid Often times I go back And I'm sitting in that house Look at mom then at him Then I go and walk about Police car, police car In the back, in the back, in the back Where is dad In the back In the, in the, in the I know I know don't bring it up Been so long but I'm so stuck Hard to swallow hard to see What all of that did to me Opening wounds that are scarred So I'm at fault 'Cause I make it hard I wish my memories would fade Used to pray they'd go away