Point Out

by Trinity Rayne

I'll point out to you a point or two
Yes you dad I'm talking to you
You shouldn't have decided what to do
I should have called the shots of when our contact was through
You didn't have to screw up and fail on me
You didn't have to change your course with projections and derail on me
You didn't have to leave and bail on me
You didn't have to rain on my parade and hail on me
All I wanted was closure and not your pity
But instead you gave me lies that were pretty
The lies you told were foreign from a different city
You're a delusional dimwit who thinks he's smart and witty
I'd like to point out how you should take your head out from that butt you own
I'd like to point out all the chances to make it right with me that you blown
I'd like to point out how your soul is black and your heart made of stone
I'd like to point out how you possibly may end up alone
I could go on and on to point out all the chaos you created
I could go on and on to point out it wasn't only me you devastated
I could keep going on to point out how it's complicated
But I'll stop there and say we are not family even though we're blood related