turnpike

Daddy Don't You Dare

daddy dont you dare
but i won't tell you so.

you hid in bathrooms, women's beds, in the bars and in the stripclubs
and i couldn't find you.

can hide and seek be over now?

daddy, do you wanna know where i hid?

crouching in your liquor cabinet, smoking joints in your garage, and doing lines of coke on your drug dealer's bed.
or you could have followed the tracks of blood
that led to my room
to find me
sitting on the floor
gazing thoughtfully at what i had just done

but no one was ever there to clean me up
and i never got used to saving myself.

now we sit at the diner
with nothing pure to say
and it's all become a bad joke.

my waiting for you to say something right
for the first time in your life
and all you have to say is-
"I don't love you."

you ego-maniac
look what you've done.

i can't believe i haven't killed myself yet with a father like you.
a girl really ought to.

choose not to love me
but understand why
cause you hide crying in your bathroom

and this time daddy,
you got caught.