Lona again, this is the song Thirteen I was talking abt I dont remember much from my childhood Just know theres a lot of bad shit, not much good My dad called me a bitch many times Got punished as if I’d committed crimes “We love you” The greatest lie I’ve been told Take away the pain I have to hold I hope you know, after everything I’m not coming home Cuz the scars still sting Even though they’re from when I was 13 You always had to take it out on me You always had to take it out on me It’s not my fault the guys at your work are stupid It’s not my fault-oh fuck it-you don’t even listen Turned to music as my way to cope I was always losing hope I wanted to disappear I said, I wanted to disappear “We love you” The greatest lie I’ve been told Take away the pain I have to hold I hope you know, after everything I’m not coming home Cuz the scars still sting Even though they’re from when I was 13