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Daddy comes home

Every night at 5

I'm certain he just sticks around

To tear down

this mess of life.

He brings with him

The neighborhood's wife

Married to him with

Wishful eyes.

I cry

I whine

Disappoint.

But I'd rather be broke

Than be your daughter.

I'd rather be alone

Than be your daughter.

This shit

Is making me

Making me

Sick sick sick.

I'd rather be alone

Than be your daughter.

We hate

We fight.

But I'd rather be dead

Than be your daughter.

This shit is making me

Making me

Sick sick sick.

I'd rather be dead

Broke, poor, lost, alone, ugly

Stupid, worthless, hag, bitch, no good, loser

Than be your daughter.