When I play a game of basketball,
I'll remember when you came and watched,
But I wont miss you,
Because my shots were never good enough for you.
When my friends sing me 'Happy Birthday',
I'll remember the gifts you used to give me,
But I wont miss you,
Because those gifts were for your pleasure.
When I wake up and your not there,
I'll remember the morning you drove me to school,
But I wont miss you,
Because you yelled about my grades along those rides.
When Father's Day comes around,
I'll remember the words you used to speak,
But I wont miss you,
Because your words were always full of hate.
When I hear you voice,
I'll remember your face,
But I wont miss you,
Because that face is Satan's child.
