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It's now five years later  

She's now a teenager

She told me yesterday

You turned her gay.



She was my only hope for a grandchild

Now, there is no hope.  She's so wild.

I can't stop her from doing drugs or anything

I don't know what tomorrow will bring.



After you touched her and felt around

I hope it was worth a stone in the ground.

I'm finally out of jail.  It was three years

When I saw her, It brought happy tears.



She met a girl.  Her friend's really nice

I can't believe you went and fucked up her life

I guess my mother was right about you

You are one big fucking loser too.



I made mistakes that I payed for in the end

I am happy.  I think I am ready again.

A guy asked me out, he seems really grand

Yesterday, we walked and held hands.



His wife left him for some drunk guy

When he told me, he began to cry.

I told him about you, told him I would come here

I just prayed talking to you wouldn't bring a tear.



I touch your stone, so cold... like you were

You don't know how bad me and her hurt.

We're all happy.  Got a new place

We'll no longer look at your face.



I didn't ask for this.  You brought it all on

Then, the love of my life was all gone.

This broken home has been put together

This guy might be really forever.