Dear son, it's your old man

And I suppose you're still pretty mad

But can't you just forget and forgive?

Forget all the years that I was smoking drugs

When I sold every bit of your stuff

You weren't even thirteen, how long can you possibly hold a grudge?

I hope your mother's doing fine

I'd like to talk to her some time

You said that I beat her but you just can't trust the memories of a kid

Remember when you were about nine?

When I was posing as a girl online?

And I told you if you grew up gay, I'd disown you? And that's true...

But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?

Can't a man start over without having to apologize?

I got over it, now it's your turn

I spent a lot of your life in jail

The rape charges raised up my bail

But she was asking for it and I know because I paid her in full

You and your mother did me wrong

You moved out and you took the dogs

And I can deal with you leaving, but it's so fucked up how you took my pit bull

But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?

Can't a man start over without having to apologize?

I got over it, now it's your turn

I got over it, now it's your turn

Certain people want me dead

And son, I hear you're one of them

And If it's true I'm gonna get all my biker friends together to kick your ass

I'm gonna call them up

And say "We've gotta beat up my son

Cause he's mad that I ruined the entire first half of his life"

Know what?

I'm gonna start a website where I'm gonna say you died

To get sympathy from teenage girls that meet offline

And I can pretend I'm 35 and that I play guitar alright

Then I'll put up demos by the guy from Staind and say that they are mine

But how can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?

Can't a man start over without having to apologize?

How can you and your mom say that I did you so wrong?

Can't a man start over without having to apologize?

I got over it, now it's your turn

I got over it, now it's your turn