Demi Lovato

Daphne was cooking dîner and Cas was putting the table. He was doing it with so much caution it made Daphne giggle. He looked at her and frowned. “What? Am I doing it wrong?” he asked concerned.
“No, honey, but it’s called putting the table. toi don’t have to put so much effort to it”
The door opened and Zoey walked down. She raised her hand. “Wait…Just hear me out” she said. “I’m sorry. I totally overreacted. I didn’t mean to be such a bitch. It’s just that I’m worried. I’m trying to look out for my little sister”
Daphne smirked. “And I l’amour toi so much for...

toi use the word slut when toi don’t know what it means
Maybe toi should ask your mom when she drops down to her knees
And maybe I’m a bitch, but at least I’m one with style
I don’t need to pick a fight, unlike link
You write everything in trophée and toi can scarcely spell your name
You hurt the ones I l’amour and for that I’ll make toi pay
And toi can ignore this, toi can keep going on
But don’t start crying when toi end up all alone

You can laugh this off
You can call my bluff
But it’s one for all and all for one
You can throw with rocks, toi can try to play dirty
But if toi get to my friends,...

When Cas entered the living room, Daphne was sitting on the couch, her parents sitting at both sides. She was just blowing her nose when Cas came their way.
“Daphne, I feel regret for the misery I have caused. I don’t want toi to fight with your sister. toi need her and she needs you. Perhaps toi should get in contact with her and try make things right” he said.
Daphne wiped her eyes, but it was no use; the tears just kept rolling.
“I can clearly see the récent events have influenced your mood” Cas a dit sad. “Maybe we should leave these people and go to a plus entertaining companion”...

For The l’amour Of A Daughter

Four years old with my back to the door
All I could hear was the family war
Your selfish hands always expecting more
Am I your child ou just a charity ward

You have a hollowed out heart
But it's heavy in your chest
I try so hard to fight it
But it's hopeless
Hopeless
You're hopeless

Oh father,
Please father
I'd l’amour to leave toi alone
But I can't let toi go
Oh father
Please father
Put the bottle down
For the l’amour of a daughter

Oh
It's been five years
Since we've spoken last,
And toi can't take back
What we never had
Oh, I can be manipulated
Only so many times
Before even I l’amour you
Starts...