Dad was a great liar he said
No one would believe me anyway
I never thought it would come to this
Saturday was his last day
I know it’s not
My fault I just
Wish that I could
Have done something
To stop all of this
I know I know it’s too late
Not feeling anything at all was better than
Everything he went through
Walking along the train tracks
Were his foot got caught they thought
I still let them believe that
Can’t share our conversations
I know it’s not
My fault I just
Wish that I could
Have done something
To stop all of this
I know I know it’s too late
Not feeling anything at all was better than
Everything he went through
It’s sobering to realize, what goes on in our lives
Could be taken from us instantly
At the wrong place at the wrong time
He could have been saved by a little more caring
Little more listening, little more sharing
Now I lie awake and replay
Conversations, he and I make
I know it’s not
My fault I just
Wish that I could
Have done something
To stop all of this
I know I know it’s too late
Not feeling anything at all was better than
Everything he went through