from age three you left me
from then on you barely knew your son
it's fucked up how you dumped us
my mom is saint you motherfucker
i hate you

do you remember when i called you
you fuckin' killed me with your words
it's fucked up what you said to me
all i ever wanted was your love motherfucker
i hate you

and i forgave every fuckin' word you said
even though the cuts inside still fuckin' bled
it's fucked up that you stole from your own son
and you lied to me and said it must've been so and so
i hate you

do you remember when you called me
i told you that my friend died recently
it's fucked up how you didn't comfort me
instead you wanted me to rob his family
i hate you

i'm fucked up inside because there's a hole
it can't be filled or erased i'm fuckin' consumed with hate
you had the chance to raise a son
but you packed your shit and went on the run
i hate you

i used to wanna be like you until i was thirtteen dad
now i'm glad i found out all you are is a low life peice of shit
i loved you i fuckin' worshipped you but you took it for granted
your empty promises and fake excuses sicken me inside
i hate you

both sides of you and mom's family are twisted
fucked up with drugs and beer and underacheivements
and come to think of it i never had a fuckin' chance to make it
i stayed off drugs until sixteen and figured why the fuck not life's not easy
i hate you

all i wanted was a normal life a chance to be normal fuck but why
you had to leave the only thing that made you anything my mother
it's fucked up that i called you on your birthday august twenty one
and you'll never call or write or fax or who the fuck knows what
i hate you

i can't sugar coat this shit so you can make wrongs to rights
it's fucked and so is my motherfuckin' life for christ's sake i'm dead inside
but see if you care see if you notice my pain all i need is a bullet inside my fuckin' brain
and it's plain to see you'd forsake me for a bottle of jack and a sack of weed
i hate you

i could write a fuckin' book on the pain i have inside and not be finished
the things you've said arent even an issue in comparison to what you've never said
it's fucked up that you promised me that car your promises never did go too far
you sold it for a grand quick money in your hand your selfish your a bitch you need to know it
i hate you

nothing in life could ever top the events of unlove that you've issued
i'm not writing anything to intentionally diss you but to fuckin' hurt you
but it won't because to hurt you you'd first have to love me and that just can't be
you're a self centered peice of shit and i'd trade my life in for a second chance to love you again
i hate you

so let's count my loss you left my best friend is dead the only father i ever knew is six feet in a grave
i have friends but no one to talk to i miss my mom my dog tag and i feel no love from anywhere
i'm fucked becasue i know god is right here but it's up to me to deal with shit apparently
but i can't i won't i'm not fit to i've tried to but i have ran out of strategies and i'm tired
i hate you

since age six in kindergarden i've been made fun of and had fights started against me
fuck me because i'm not the same as you i guess you should hit me go ahead motherfuckers
i'm fucked up i have no damn luck in anything never will it's a sad order of business but whatever
god help me comfort my soul i beg thee do it because i'm too close to the fuckin' edge here
i hate you

what am i supposed to do for a male influence look at my uncle dino fuck he's incognito
i could look at your brothers but they're fucked up too another prime example of no father
why bother right your dad wasn't around and you got by right fuck your child he'll learn to deal right
yeah right all i'm learnin' is how to wonder how deep a knife will go into my fuckin' chest motherfucker
i hate you

my hate for you is a rage i've tried to cage but now i don't want to it hurts to
to think i wanted to be you hang on every word you fuckin' said all in vain i'm better off dead
i'm fucked and you'll never know because the deepest thing you've ever said is do you have some pills
how am i supposed to react to eightteen years of lookin' at your turned back should i fuckin' laugh
i hate you

i needed you i still do but only by the grace of god can anything change you and it won't happen
you aren't looking to better yourself you're looking for deals schemes anything to get some cash
i'm fucked because i have no fuckin' dad oh well i guess it's just too fuckin' bad isn't it
when you're years are drawn out and you're all alone i wonder if you'll have any regrets about me
i hate you

you hate me too