I got you

when i add the sum
of all the good i've done
and all the pain i've caused
when i add them up
it measures quite a loss

and when i reflect
on my accomplishments
every test i failed
all the grace i spent
like hurt was going on sale

if i was anyone else
i would hate myself
even more than i do
cause after all
i got you
like a criminal
life with no parole
to be served on a stage
with the lights and the rave
reviews
i got you

Are you my masquerade?
Or can people change?
I like who i've been
since you took my name
now you're my best friend

or will i break your heart?
can you tear apart?
you've been a masterpiece
you're a work of art
i've been a master thief

if i was anyone else
i would hate myself
even more than i do
cause after all
i got you
like a criminal
life with no parole
to be served on a stage
with the lights and the rave
reviews
i got you

if that's how you feel

you seem to like to say
that i just ran away
as if i heard a consequence
and abandoned faith

and so your friends all chime right in
as if to villify my sin
will ease a bit of pain
or take a little blame

and if that's the way you feel
then i wonder what you want from me at all
i guess i'm easier
to blame i do it all the time, i know.

the story never told
is no more laudable
i left long before i ever knew she was

and you can try to make it worse
like somehow i never hurt
like somehow i never tried to help at all.

and if that's the way you feel
then i wonder what you want from me at all
i guess i'm easier
to blame i do it all the time, i know.

what i want

and if you ever hear me
when i'm angry like a dad
who lost a child well then i'm sorry
cause i'm certain that it can't
be worth a damn to listen to
i'm just hurling some abuse
to let it damage where it lands
to let it make you angry too

but it's not you i'm swinging at
guess i can only take so much
i'm not half the bastard that
i get accused of being, when you fuss
i tried doing what i should
all i got was smeared and shamed
and i guess moving on is good
it doesn't mean i'm never angry

doesn't mean i'm never angry
doesn't mean i'm not in pain
doesn't mean i didn't know from minute one i was to blame
how much more can one man take?
how much more do i deserve?
how much longer do i sit in silent injury from words?
what should i do when it still hurts?

i tried asking for forgiveness
i tried love that stood its ground
i tried being there for what i could
i tried not being around
i tried to sit in silent sorrow
or call on your tomorrow
should i have focused on the future
or listened to the story
well i did and all it got me
was proof i did the right thing

doesn't mean i'm never angry
doesn't mean i'm not in pain
doesn't mean i didn't know from minute one i was to blame
how much more can one man take?
how much more do i deserve?
how much longer do i sit in silent injury from words?
what should i do when it still hurts?

i would tell you i was sorry
if i thought that you would hear it
but evidence is leaning from the
hundred times i've said it...

to forsake all others

i'm saying in advance to every advance
thanks for asking
but i'm taken

what

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