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Opened up a box of you
Piece of paper or two
with my name written on it
and a question mark
Who is this girl that I've made?
'Cause I've been kept in the dark

And I've seen you once, father
In the fear of your belts and leather/?
and you were just about to tempter
There was distance
you're my spout resistance

And I can't believe that you still don't know me
'Cause I am a mystery

So I separated all the things that I have hated
with the victories I have won
and the biggest one was you

You don't know my street or
the size of my feet or
Or the time it took to grow
'Cause father, these are things you should know
These are things you should know

Knocked the breath right out of you
but what's a brown-eyed girl to do?
When her future lies on chasing paper
And, all I get from you is your,
your so clever 'I'll see you later'

And I just can't hide my frustrating
when there is so much more you could have done
like given me hope and attention
instead of ignored

But I don't mind, no, when you mind
Because he is just a boy
'Cause were are children, we are merely children
and, he is just a boy

So I separated all the things that I have hated
with the victories I've won
and my biggest one was you
You don't know my street or
the size of my feet or
or the time it took to grow

'Cause father, these are things you should know
woo-ooh woho-oh
woo-ooh woo-ooh
woho-oh.

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