Well I guess in the end, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
You not me, this is you not me
You promised me
You promised you would take care of her
Your promised you would
God grant me, god grant me god grant me god grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change
And the courage to change those things that I can
You promised me
You promised you would take care of her
Your promised you would
Now look what you've done
Another fatherless child
Another lost soul
Predisposed by the faults of our fathers
Predisposed by heritage and honor