Mother said I have to let things go
and call you father, daddy or dad.
The anger swells within me so
at having to think your the one
I've been looking for.
My childish dreams
have been torn asunder and 'why? '
is all I have left to wonder?
Asking why were you never there?
Was it me that made you leave?
Why no letter sent, no phone call made?
Mother says to mend the bridge,
to let things flow and flowers to grow.
I'm sat across from you now,
trying to keep the smile there,
struggling to keep
my fist from tightening ...
Come sit with me and hear
the story of the vampires queen.
With just one look from her eyes
it made you bear your soul.
She stole the boys late at night
with just one smile.
Come sit with me and i'll tell the story
of the vampires queen.