do you drive a nice car

do you drive a nice car

do you like to go to the spa

do you sleep alone at night

with your bible beside

do you have a big house

with all the dollars that you’ve compiled

I know you don’t miss dad that’s alright

but do you think about us at night

dear mom

I been thinkin bout the last time I saw you

thinkin that it was the last time before you

cut me off, off the phone, shut me off, all alone

never thought I’d be the one, without you to call

my best friend said I really did change a lot

my hair length‘s gone long to short, long to short

yuh yuh, long to short, long to short

uh

the first two years were the worst

birthdays no words said, you were a verse, too late the birds fed grew up and flew to school

while you just sat and tried to sue

and take your rightful part, with your hard heart

turned the light to dark, cause I could not partake in

this wake for the love you had, yuh

hearing you then only made me mad, uh

hearing how you

hated dad to his guts

that part’s alright, 'cos he ****ed you up

kept you uptight all night, led you to your faith too

twenty seven years he was never ever faithful

so you made moves, set yourself free, I support that

forget all the things you’d lose, I would call that

natural collateral, things that make you fall back

but how come when I call you don’t call back (uh)

on track to a void,

started when you only cared about the coin

only had his money on your mind

declined to find peace, piece of me

feels like a signed lease, tossed aside

when you’re done, since you’ve won, yuh

did you think about the trees that you’ve burned, the tears you’ve earned

three and half years to the day

since I saw your face huh

so do you drive a nice car

do you like to go to the spa

do you sleep alone at night

with your bible beside

do you have a big house

with all the dollars that you’ve compiled

I know you don’t miss dad that’s alright

but do you think about us at night

i am scared of the dark

of dreams too faded, scenes unshaded by trees cut down

too soon, stumps left in the ground, the only sound I hear the slight

ringing in my right ear, bright lights and white tears, light singing in

your back-seat keeping me asleep, too deep to wake up

but when i do, always not by choice

from your packed lunches and wake-up calls

I realize I don’t recall the sound of your voice

do you miss me?

or do your dreams sound like ice cream at the mall

trust falls in empty hallways tall trees and quiet rides in your car

beside a slow breeze much stronger I no longer know who you are

so tell me why i still dream of you