I’m sorry for yesterday   I didn’t mean to walk all over you   I wasn’t born yesterday   So I guess I’ll blame it all on you   I’m sorry for driving you   Away from your own family   I refuse to take the blame   So find yourself another escapee   You want us back, but you can’t handle the one you had   You’re hanging on, but you’ve been gone now for so long   All those nights you said you’re working late   You were out all night painting the town   While we sat waiting for you   You were out all night fucking around   Thanks, Dad for the times we’ve had   Don’t forget to write