Lyric and music: John HowarthAll instruments and percussion: Me (using Cubase Studio 5 VST3 instruments and effects)Lead vocal and BGVs: Me I LEARNED TO RIDE MY BIKE WHEN I WAS FOUR MY KNEES WERE RAW AND MY BUTT WAS SORE BUT MY DADDY, HE JUST SHOOK HIS HEAD, WHUPPED MY HIDE AND SENT ME TO BED I LAY THERE CRYING ‘N’ TRYING TO UNDERSTAND WHY NOTHIN’ I COULD DO WOULD EVER PLEASE THAT MAN I TRIED TO DO MY BEST AT SCHOOL BUT HE MADE ME FEEL LIKE A FOOL MY GRADES WERE GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME TO GO TO UNIVERSITY GUESS AFTER ALL I’M NOT THE STUPID ONE AND I KNEW THAT ONE DAY SOON THAT I’D BE GONE, 'N' MOVE ON, AND ON.. CHORUS WHY, WHY, DADDY DID YOU TREAT ME THAT WAY? PUTTIN’ DOWN EVERYTHING I’D DONE WHY, WHY, DADDY COULDN’T YOU EVER SAY, “YOU DID YOUR BEST, I’M SO PROUD OF YOU SON.” I PLAYED MY GUITAR ON TV AND ALL MY FRIENDS WERE WATCHING ME THE CRITICS SAID WE WERE THE BEST YEA, WE WERE BETTER THAN THE REST BUT MY PA DIDN’T SAY THE THINGS I HOPED HE WOULD SO I JUST TURNED AND WALKED AWAY FOR GOOD MAYBE WATER IS THICKER THAN BLOOD? CHORUS BYE BYE, DADDY I DIDN’T NEED YOU, ANYWAY I RAN MY OWN RACE ‘N’ I BELIEVE I WON BYE BYE, DADDY BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY THAT I WAS NEVER PROUD TO BE YOUR SON.