Daddy's Gone

Daddy’s gone, here I come
Like a freight train or a loaded gun
It doesn’t matter if you lock your doors
It doesn’t matter if you don’t want more
You shouldn’t have let me in
Women wait by the windows
Waiting for their loves to call
But me I ain’t gonna sit by no window
Waiting for the glass to crack, crack
No I would just have to break it
Tied up this thing like it was made of string
And I don’t catch moonbeams anymore
And it’s not like you can just by them in the store
No it’s not like you can just buy them in the store
Daddy’s gone, here I come
Like a freight train, or a loaded gun
But me I will not pull no trigger
I’ve seen enough lives split in two