Too Late, No Friends – Daggermouth – letras

Seventeen and seeing the world through the bottom of a bottleA suicidal drop out rehab advice I’ll never followHow could you do this, how could you do this to me, I’m so sorryI’ll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I’d beSo you turned your back on meAt a time when I was most in needI’m so scaredAnd I guess I’ve learnt that life isn’t always that fairSo now you want me to signA contract between you and IThought we were supposed to be familyJust give me one last tryI’ll be clean this timeTwo months have passed and I came home to see what the fuck was upYou called the cops on me and said son this is tough loveHow could you do this, how could you do this to me, I’m so sorryI’ll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I’d beI’m walking Greenback 3 amMy smokes have the lucky oneSo ironic consideringThe situation that I’m inWhen you kicked me, when you kicked me outI guess that now you know what I’m so angry about