Another beer in your hand
You yell at us to grab you another
Every time I hear you say that my heart breaks a little more
You get mad if I don't go
You yell and argue
First it's all fun and games until you've had about 10
Then you start to "play around"
Grabbing me and my sibling
Thinking it's "fun"
We start crying
You think it's funny
We yell and scream
You laugh
We yell at you to leave
You go
Get mad
Slam the door as I hold you tightly
We cry together
I say "it'll be okay"
It's not the first time
And it won't be the last
We still love you dad
