So which drink did my memory drown in?
And which thought was the first one to consider him?
And which night was the night when the kingdom i thought i was king of fell... like the walls at the waves of a broken dam... make me a broken man
So if we're all guilty, what's the point in pointing fingers anyway?
I'm no better, i'm just bitter and i never got to say
How it hit me when you told me
Like a towtruck hauling a train in a rainstorm ...with the brakes out
And oh! the things i've tried to cover up and compromise
Put it up on a shelf, hide it in sheetrock - wrap it in cellophane
But this is not a phase you can ignore til it goes away
I have to face this now
I have to take these walls down
So this is the last song in a series
Titled 'how you broke my heart'
And i think it's the best one, and here comes my favorite part
I forgive you
And i'm sorry
And i'm sorry it took so long
And i wish you the best in everything
(this is it! this is it: it's the song i could never sing while we were in love, and it's dead; let it rest... let's not let us go on about a future that's pa**ed away)