Holes in the wall from where the telephone was thrown Kids in their bedrooms learning how to cope There's beer in the fridge and blood in the sink I did my best with the options given to me
So I sit by their beds watching them sleep And I feel ashamed, I brought them into this mess And I'd leave if I didn't think that they'd resent me If it wasn't me that I thought they'd end up blaming If I wasn't worried about the people that they'd become If I had the guts to start over with them, I swear I'd run
It's not for me to decide what you've got coming But I sure as hell just hope that it's swift But the truth is that it's more than likely That you'll get away with every rotten thing you did And judging by the actions that you've taken You've got some nerve talking about manipulation
But sometimes I feel like I still have the strength To take back every decision I was ever forced to make I could go back to when I was young If I had the strength to start over againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
