She also tells her dad that because of him, she “can’t love right” and finds herself villainizing “nice guys” because she fears they will cheat on her.
“I blame you for / Every worst that I assume,” Sabrina goes on, and in case there was any doubt over who the song is about, she sings: “When I’m forty-five, someone calls me their wife / And he fucks our lives in one selfish night / Don’t think I’ll find forgiveness as fast as mom did / And, God, I love you, but you’re such a dipshit.”
“You were all I looked up to / Now I can’t even look at you,” Sabrina concludes, before laughing in a sassy outro: “I mean, as they say in Chicago, ‘He had it coming.’”
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