On The Way To Dad’s

I can't talk to you
You just can't see through to anything I do
I just wish I could tell you
How much do you know?
I can never tell
I'm sick of writing songs about killing myself
I close my eyes and remember all the times you said
"I promise things will get better."
But they still haven't yet
I don't blame you, but I blame someone
I'm still stuck here
I keep trying to forget all those things that happened, I just can't
Time to unclench my fists
You just can't imagine how I live