Poor You, Poor Me

My happiness got stolen away The day you left I stayed by the window Praying you'll come back No luck your gone Poor me I've waited for you for days Days turned into weeks Weeks into months Months into years No luck your gone Poor me Now I'm 16 and you ready To come back After all these years You want me back Well I'm tired of you playing I'm in, I'm out So no I can't take you back Poor you Now your thinking to yourself “What did I do to deserve this hate? How did I end up with this fate?” I'll tell you: Your never in my life for more Than a week When parenting gets tough you Get weak and leave Poor me So now I'm left without a Father You without a daughter Your love you snatched away What's worse is you stole mine away The day you left me Poor you, Poor me I still find myself myself waiting By the window some days Poor me