Lyrics

I guess you thought it would be fun To make your pain into a game for someone I guess you didn't realize How hurt and lies would color all our lives What you did to, so residual, my yesterday What will I do to my tomorrow? Will I take on, for forsaken My father's ways and I could draw my own blood's blood? I sometimes lie awake at dawn Though wrong, love him now he's dead and gone The part that loves him aches inside In deep it lies next to the the scars I hide I forgave you when I gave you my wild eyed childhood How do I fill my empty doors and frames? How do I get, born of his spit, wise and mild? When did all the colors run gray? My life is gray, when will I see day?