je te laisserai des mot by patrick watson

je ne comprende pas

i think, my french isn't good at all

feels like hope, feels like loss

feels like a struggle between father and daughter

or maybe thats just how i see the world

it means i will leave you notes

is that not what this is

is that not what every day is

every day i wake up and cannot get out of bed

every single day i am riddled with an overwhelming sense of loneliness

every single day i am washed over with extreme jealousy and rage

every single day i am robbed, and i mean robbed, of the relationship i deserve

my first heartbreak was my father

my last heartbreak will be him

i do not feel resolution

i feel anger