
I hate my dad
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- late 2000s
- 2000s
- alternative pop
- piano
- story
- sad
- slow
- female vocalist
- new zealand
Lyrics
Verse 1
It was raining on a cold November day,
Mom met Dad at a bus stop on the way.
Their eyes met, and they both began to smile,
He asked her out, they talked for quite a while.
That night, beneath the restaurant lights,
They laughed together, everything felt right.
They fell in love, got married, bought a home,
And dreamed of never being all alone.
Then I was born, a baby full of light,
They held me close and kissed me goodnight.
But happiness can fade away so fast,
And I was too young to know what wouldn't last.
Pre-Chorus
I was only two years old,
When our house turned dark and cold.
The man she loved became our greatest fear,
And every night brought another tear.
Chorus
I hate my dad, for the tears he made us cry,
For every scar we had to hide.
Behind closed doors, we were breaking apart,
He left his bruises on our skin and heart.
I hate my dad, for the childhood that he stole,
For all the pain inside my soul.
The nightmare ended, but the hurt remains,
I still remember every scream, every chain.
Verse 2
He shouted loud, the walls began to shake,
His leather belt was all we learned to hate.
He hit my mom, and sometimes he hit me,
A little girl with nowhere safe to flee.
We covered up the bruises on our skin,
And made up lies to hide the hell within.
"It's nothing," we'd say, with tears behind our eyes,
Two broken hearts beneath a thousand lies.
My mother cried when she thought I was asleep,
I held my teddy bear and tried not to weep.
I wished that someone would come set us free,
And take the monster far away from me.
Pre-Chorus
I was seven when she said,
"No more fear, no more tears shed."
She took my hand and went to tell the truth,
To save herself and save her little girl, too.
Chorus
I hate my dad, for the tears he made us cry,
For every scar we had to hide.
Behind closed doors, we were breaking apart,
He left his bruises on our skin and heart.
I hate my dad, for the childhood that he stole,
For all the pain inside my soul.
The nightmare ended, but the hurt remains,
I still remember every scream, every chain.
Bridge
That very night, the police came to our door,
They took him away; we feared him no more.
He was found guilty, sentenced for life,
No freedom left for the man who ruined our lives.
Mom held me close as the silence returned,
But some kinds of pain can never be unlearned.
The house felt peaceful, the darkness was gone,
But the little girl inside me still wasn't strong.
Final Chorus
I hate my dad, though he's far away,
I still hear his footsteps on rainy days.
I'm older now, but deep inside,
That frightened little girl still cries.
I hate my dad, and I'll never forget,
The tears, the fear, the nights of regret.
He lost his freedom, our nightmare came to an end,
But some wounds don't heal, no matter how long we mend.
Outro
A rainy day... that's where it began,
A mother's love... a cruel, broken man.
I found my voice, but the memories stay...
I hate my dad.
And I'll remember...
Forever and always.
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