Dad was a great liar he said  No one would believe me anyway  I never thought it would come to this  Saturday was his last day    I know it's not  My fault I just  Wish that I could  Have done something  To stop all of this  I know I know it's too late  Not feeling anything at all was better than  Everything he went through    Walking along the train tracks  Were his foot got caught they thought  I still let them believe that  Can't share our conversations    I know it's not  My fault I just  Wish that I could  Have done something  To stop all of this  I know I know it's too late  Not feeling anything at all was better than  Everything he went through    It's sobering to realize, what goes on in our lives  Could be taken from us instantly  At the wrong place at the wrong time  He could have been saved by a little more caring  Little more listening, little more sharing  Now I lie awake and replay  Conversations, he and I make    I know it's not  My fault I just  Wish that I could  Have done something  To stop all of this  I know I know it's too late  Not feeling anything at all was better than  Everything he went through