Dear Son

Dear son, it's your old man And I suppose you're still pretty mad But can't you just forget and forgive? Forget all the years that I was smoking drugs When I sold every bit of your stuff You weren't even thirteen, how long can you possibly hold a grudge? I hope your mother's doing fine I'd like to talk to her some time You said that I beat her but you just can't trust the memories of a kid Remember when you were about nine? When I was posing as a girl online? And I told you if you grew up gay, I'd disown you? And that's true... But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad? Can't a man start over without having to apologize? I got over it, now it's your turn I spent a lot of your life in jail The rape charges raised up my bail But she was asking for it and I know because I paid her in full You and your mother did me wrong You moved out and you took the dogs And I can deal with you leaving, but it's so fucked up how you took my pit bull But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad? Can't a man start over without having to apologize? I got over it, now it's your turn I got over it, now it's your turn Certain people want me dead And son, I hear you're one of them And If it's true I'm gonna get all my biker friends together to kick your ass I'm gonna call them up And say "We've gotta beat up my son Cause he's mad that I ruined the entire first half of his life" Know what? I'm gonna start a website where I'm gonna say you died To get sympathy from teenage girls that meet offline And I can pretend I'm 35 and that I play guitar alright Then I'll put up demos by the guy from Staind and say that they are mine But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad? Can't a man start over without having to apologize? How can you and your mom say that I did you so wrong? Can't a man start over without having to apologize? I got over it, now it's your turn I got over it, now it's your turn