I Understand

You Continue To Do It

You called me on Christmas.

You said "I'll see you soon"

But little did I know

You meant when I'm 22.

Dad that's years away. 

Don't make promises that you can't keep

I'm tired of your lying

You're low

You're disgraceful

And you're cheap.

You tell me that you're sorry

You didn't mean to hurt me I any way

But you did

And you continue to do it

Every single fucking day

I should be used to it by now

But it still hurts like a fucking bitch

You know,

After what I told you,

I thought you'd take a hint.

But instead,

You threw me in the ditch.