Daddy why didn’t you beat me more
Beat me until I was retarded
So I wouldn’t see the way I do
Wear a crooked smile with bliss
Mother why didn’t you kill me in the womb
Drank another case of beer to stop my heart
Chain smoke your way to freedom
It would’ve been the right thing to do
Lover why didn’t you run away at first sight
Where were your standards of dating
“Nothing” means nothing to break or taint
I was never relationship material
Mirror why didn’t you lie in my face
But you let me see the idiot before me
All the flaws and faults I can’t change
The image makes me want to disappear
Copyright 2003 Loser Johnson
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