No, I don't ever wish I was young again
I don't want to fight with my brother again
Or see my dad cheat on my mother again
Hold a knife to her stomach again
When she confronts him about the others again
I don't want to pack our things and move again
Just one step ahead of the police again
Because he went and ripped some people off again
Using fake names in another state again
Now he's back in those handcuffs again
Making the front page of the paper again
Getting run out of town by the neighbors again
Sleeping in my aunt and uncles attic again
Only to see my mom take him back again
We go boxing up another house again
Dying's the only reason it didn't happen again
So I won't ever use his last name again
And when this ever crosses my brain again
I'm reminded to be the father he never was and then
I take my son out for some ice cream again
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