May 24, 2009 00:04
I heard you're writing a book
Now what'd you write about?
And as you recount your past,
Are you leaving me out?
And did you get your Story
Yeah, did you get your kid?
And are you still breaking rules?
Because I know you always did.
You're running too fast.
Trying to escape your past.
But don't you know, don't you know...
It makes us who we are
Every wrinkle, every mark, every scar.
We are the product of all that we've done
Of every experience,
Battles lost, battles won,
Of things we've seen or have yet to see.
And no matter how hard you try to forget
You are who you are because of me.
I heard you're walking through life
Is it all you dreamed about?
And as you're carrying on
What are you leaving out?
And every night
When you close your eyes
Are you truly living,
Or just living your lies?
You're running too fast.
Trying to escape your past.
But don't you know, don't you know
It makes us who we are
Every wrinkle, every mark, every scar.
We are the product of all that we've done
Of every experience,
Battles lost, battles won,
Of things we've seen or have yet to see.
And no matter how hard you try to forget
You are who you are because of me.
It doesn't matter how hard I try to make you see
Because you'll never understand
You are who you are because of me.
love,
friendship,
songwriting