Deep Down I'm American Werewolf

Stacked up to my height
Turn and see you cry
Crumpled down to my size
Broken by your fathers vice
Those years you don’t remember
I spent crumpling leather
In the seat next to where you drive
Where you gave your best advice

Your favourite song line hurts
I didn’t understand it at first
But an empty seat on your ride home
Reminds me how often you are alone