Things my father taught me

Every day is just the same tormented routine.
What is wrong with me, do I deserve this pain?
I can see it's not this way for other children.
What is wrong with me, do i deserve....?
I sit and I wait by the television for I know the time draws near.
I hear the sound of your car turning into the driveway.
I hear the sound of your key in the door.
I hear the sound of your footsteps coming up the stairs!
No matter what I do, you just run me through.
Teach me with the back of your hand.
You beat me black and blue.
Nothing I can do.
Oh, you're such a great big man!