no babies to kiss...

first over milk?  then juice, coffee and wine
you seared me with secrets of this family of mine
your dad and granddad, how they hurt you so deep
you wrote on my soul, forever to keep
 
blank tablet no more, in my heart I just knew
some men are rapists, all of them… you.
now I sense right away, when your story’s begun
and I leave with a frown, but the damage is done
 
and each girl that I meet feels the touch of a ghost
especially those whom I love the most
and I cope with my guilt with the greatest of ease
if she wants a hard cock, she has to say please
 
but the worst of it mom I’ve just come to know
for each time that I fell, I forced them to go
they’d speak of a child and I knew what to do
I’d chase them away, just to save you
 
now I see who I am, and I know what I’m not
and a fate to hurt girls, I know I ain’t got.
but it took me so long, to see I’m a slave
a childless man, I may go to my grave...