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Sangtekst: Dear Dad, Yours Truly. Break Down.

Can?t sleep every night
Coming home to a fight
Tired of you talking down to me
Making me feel like I?m only three

Promise me things will get better
The only thing that?s changed is the weather
Times like these I just want to say
?Out of my face, but have a good day?

I want to break down
I want to break down
I want to break down
That?s okay, no apologies now
Life will get better someday, somehow
I want to break down
That?s okay, no apologies now
Life will get better someday, somehow

Loaded gun full of
Loaded questions
You held on too long, too strong, too tight
Prison without visitation rights

Promise me things will get better
The only thing that?s changed is the weather
You held on too long, I just want to say
?Out of my face, but have a good day?

(Chorus)

Can?t sleep every night
Coming home to a fight
Tired of you talking down to me
Making me feel like I?m only three

Promise me things will get better
The only thing that?s changed is the weather
Times like these I just want to say
?Out of my face, but have a good day?

I want to break down
That?s okay, no apologies now
Life will get better someday, somehow

(Thanks to Daniel for these lyrics)
Dear Dad, Yours Truly