good charlotte
the story of my old man
I don't know too much Too much about my old man I know he walked right out the door We never saw him again Last I heard he was at the bar Doing himself in I know I've got that same disease I guess I got that from him This is the story of my old man Just like his father before him I'm telling you, Do anyhting you can So you don't end up just like them, Like them Monday he woke up and hated life Drank until Wednesday and left his wife Thursday thru Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again I remember baseball games And working on the car He told that he loved me And that I would go far Showed me how to work hard and Stick up for myelf I wish he wasn't too hard To listen to himself This is the story of my old man Just like his father before him I'm telling you, Do anything you can So you don't end up just like them, Like them Monday he woke up and hated life Drank until Wednesday and left his wife Thursday thru Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again Again Again Uh Someday he'll wish that he made things right [Made things right] Long for his family and miss his wife [Miss his wife] Remember the days he had eveything [Everything] Now he's alone and Miserable again