I Take the Blame

Every morning
Every day’s the same
Spending all the day
Listening to complaints
Every evening laying in my bed
Every night wishing I was dead
You look at me like I don’t care
You look at me, I wish I’m not here
You look at me like I don’t care
You look at me, I wish I’m not here
Every minute, minute of the day
I watch you, watch you slip away
(Here we go)
This is what 12-year-old boy child said to his mother after they had poisoned
the child-molesting, wife-beating, alcoholic, son-of-a-bitch, excuse of a
father and husband.
(I take the blame, mommy. Daddy can’t hurt us no more. I know you’re safe
tonight. I can make it through another day.)
And then the police came.
And every second, second of my heart
I pray to God,
Oh, please don’t let this start.
You look at me like I don’t care
You look at me, I wish I’m not here
You look at me like I don’t care
You look at me, I wish I’m not here