Daddy's Robe Lyrics

Three benders in a row

Cussing and fighting and putting on a show

Listening to the words in my head

Wishing I were dead

Each time you break my heart

You come back with a needle and a thread

To make amends

But you don't know how to sew

Tearing up your daddy's robe

Way past midnight and no dial tone

No signs of life

But you'll have another round with the guys

Each time you break my heart

You come back with a needle and thread

To make amends

But you don't know how to sew

One foot deeper into the grave, grave

Believing all the words you say, say

That you'll treat me nice treat me good

Treat me like you should

Treat me nice treat me good

Treat me like you should