I have a sad hair night and day. Wondering why I'm nothing more than someone that wants me to pay. I am not a grifter, I'm not a loser. I'm none of the things is sad, especially the part where you called me a fixer, upper As much as I want to hate you for the treatment you've given me, I bring myself back to the 40 years ago you didn't want to leave me gosh how those days were great. Sadly to today. You have nothing nice to say what do I do, how do I reach you Are you able to come back to the guy? I once knew I'm not trying to corner you or make you be my man, but God, can you have some sort of empathy for humanity?\n I know you can I didn't plan on coming here and not helping you pay. I wouldn't even came here this quick. Had you not had a lot to say invitation, don't forget\n I'm sorry that it turned out to be your biggest regret but is that all my fault? No, it isn't. I cook I clean, I do the favors you ask and you still act as if I haven't done one task. Why is that? Why do you hate me? It seems am I falling short and having dreams.\n All these songs and I am writing are here to stay because you have no interest. And what I have to say so they'll go with me to my grave , even the part about how you have misbehaved.
