When I was younger
I looked up at you
With my big green eyes
And you told me the truth
I never worried
I never was sad
Cause if I got lost
I'd go ask my dad
I turned fifteen and chased after the ball
And every summer I dreaded the fall
But I kept on chasing and falling on grass
Cause that's what a man does if you ask my dad
I tried to tell you about how I feel
You didn't listen
You said nobody will
You have your religion so it's all in my head
Or rather a demon on my shoulder who said
All of these lies about who I am
That's isn't my son if you ask my dad
Dad's never been wrong in my life
But after a year I stared down the knife
I always listened
I don't understand
Where does this leave me if I can't ask my dad?
Maybe someday I'll find a man
And he'll sit and listen and he'll understand
But if one day he wants my hand
He'll never get to ask my dad