Try - Velosheen

Dad, a stringy haired bell bottomed girl of nine
Can't begin to understand why she's alive
When all she hears is get out of my sight

What if you'd try
maybe one time
God if you'd try
Could you be kind,
if you could try
would it kill you to try

Dad, I know you fight your own wild demons
I guess my little life sowed your hate deeper
Why did little bare feet and popsicle fingers
riding bikes and running through sprinklers
Make you do such angry things

What if you'd try
maybe one time
God if you'd try
Could you be kind,
if you could try
would it kill you to try

I learned to love myself without you
I could of used a little help
Dad, Dad

What if you'd try
maybe one time
Man if you'd try
Could you be kind,
if you could try
would it kill you to try