I'm sorry dad
That I'm not the perfect child...

The ocean used to mean fear
Unknown things lurked in the dark...

Repulsion feeds my own compulsion,
and this cycle of hatred carries on...

Do you ever look in the mirror
Wonder how you turned out like this...

She was my best friend
We were sisters...

Dear father of mine
you called me today...

So warm is your skin
In the coldest storm...

I'm sorry Dad.
I know that I'm not beautiful...

I have a question to ask,
For those of you...

When you leave
don't think I'll try to make you stay...

If your reading this dad,
Then tell me one thing...

I made a mistake
Made a simple joke...