Good Charlotte - My Old Man Lyrics
I dont know much about, too much of my old manI know he walked right out the door we never saw him againLast I heard he was at the bar doing himself inI know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from himThis is the story of my old manJust like his father before himIm telling you do anything you canSo you dont end up just like them, like themMonday he woke up and hated lifeDrank until wednesday and left his wifeThursday thru saturday lost everythingWoke up on sunday miserable againI remember baseball games and working on the carHe told me that he loved me and that I would go farShowed me how to work hard and stick up for myselfI wish he wasnt too hard to listen to himselfThis is the story of my old manJust like his father before himIm telling you do anything you canSo you dont end up just like them, like themMonday he woke up and hated lifeDrank until wednesday and left his wifeThursday thru saturday lost everythingWoke up on sunday miserable againAgain...again...Someday hell wish that he made things right (made things right)Long for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)Remember the days he had everything (everything)Now hes alone and miserable again
