[Verse 1]'Scuse me baby, I go to the looYeah well, that's just what you doWhen the going gets roughYou just fuck offLeaving this mess for me to clean up butOh boy, I am pulling the triggerOff you go, go aheadGo and be with herHad enough of your gamesWon't start calling you namesI guess I'll never call again[Chorus]You don't know that I won't be sad, won't cryYou're in need of the tissueI won't even miss youYou've been nothing but my daddy issueOh you don't know that I won't be sad, won't cryYou're in need of the tissueI won't even miss youYou were nothing but my daddy issue[Verse 2]Now I've had the chance to view this from a distanceI was never one to choose the path of least resistanceYou were hard to get, even harder to holdAnd my momma never liked you, so I liked you even moreYou got my father's figureBroken man, dreaming of the big screen with a bottle in his handSitting in the basement with wine-infused candlelightDoesn't make you Hemingway and doesn't pay the bills on time[Chorus]You don't know that I won't be sad, won't cryYou're in need of the tissueI won't even miss youYou've been nothing but my daddy issueOh you don't know that I won't be sad, won't cryYou're in need of the tissueI won't even miss youYou've been nothing but my daddy issue[Voicemail]"Hi this is Emily's phone. I'm not available right now but um feel free to leave a message I will never listen to"
