How Do You Sleep
Elliott Green
Tell me all about your kind of love
The kind that you wield like a loaded gun to my head
Did you only want what's best
For a bastard child in a party dress
It's a shame
The bed that you've made
I'm not interested in an apology
Even if I got one it wouldn't mean a thing
It's not like you actually care what I think
The empty feeling you passed on to me
The pain in my chest when I grieve
For the mother I wanted so bad
That I won't get to meet
I hate looking at you in the mirror
Hate hearing your voice when I lose my temper
And you were the one that gave me all this anger
How do you sleep when your daughter's a stranger