William Fitzsimmons

There are words inside my bedroom
Scribbled all across the wall
Saying somethin' about the way
That you don't talk to us at all
And I don't believe your protest
That you swear you didn't know
How to even change a diaper
Or to teach me how to throw
Please don't go
Please don't go
There were words you told my brother (my brother)
How you never had the choice
To decide if you would father
Two rambunctious little boys
Please don't go
Please don't go
How we're stuck in this together
And I don't think I can run
From the ties that we have started
From the sins that we've become (sins that we've become)
Please don't go
Please don't go
Please don't go
Please don't go (you broke my heart)
Please don't go (you broke my heart)
Please don't go (you broke my heart)
Please don't go (you broke my heart)
You broke my heart