Burn

I was trying to know your value

I learned it wasn’t in your worth

all the times you led me on – never was a father, too much of a bother

all the times that you were gone – gesture without motion, met with no emotion

all the times you led me on – alway’s were a martyr, armor in a bottle

all the times that you were gone – absent of devotion, dedication broken

It wasn’t your word

that you brought me

It wasn’t your death

what you taught me

it wasn’t your faith

’cause you lost me

It wasn’t your life

that’s worth nothing

that’s worth nothing

i was trying to understand

i learned your not a man

if you see my sons, give them a dollar

turn them away, let them fall farther

and oh my father, who aren’t in heaven

i shall forsake your name