Old Man

My old man

How you been?

What do you make

Of world events?

Do I regret

The times I said

That I can't stand

My old man?

That's right

Foreign lands

And arguments

The bullet wounds

In self defense

A heavy door

A lot like yours

It didn't go well

But I was trying to help

Time don't make it better

No, just makes the feeling grow

Don't you know the tables

Turn on you when you get old

My old man

Understands

Only praise

Compliments

There's a child

In disguise

Please be kind

Just this time

Time don't make it better, no

Just makes the feeling grow

Don't you know the tables turn on you

When you get old

Time don't make it better, no

Just makes the feeling grow

Don't you know the tables turn on you

When you get old