Overdone

Door locked open, door locked shut
See you soon, hopefully not
I’ve been and gone so many times
Without a word, I’ve dropped no lines
Just look forward, never back
Selfish bastard, dicta-brat
Please forgive me
For the things I have done
Don’t feel ashamed
If you’re asked how’s your son
Living here and living there
Lived at home but very rare
To see your faces it would be
A treasure locked in memory
Do drop a line, say hello Dad
I await your answer, for I also beg
Please accept me
From a baby I have come
Pain, distress and heartache
I have now overcome
Running here and running there
Often caught but never cared
Been a-courting every year
Champagne and caviar
Understand this old man
If you don’t buy it, I’ll still make you
Understand, I will old man
If you can’t buy it, I’ll still make you
Dealing low and dealing high
Money always just walked by
Visible lines now I can see
Was all this the cause of me
A letter’s come, she has replied
Well, two years ago your mother died