Mar 04, 2009 03:43
Scratch that...
Rewind...
Things I say with such certainty
But with no guarantee
I hate myself for what I did
And with nothing left here what can I do?
My decisions rained down on my life
Like sledgehammers in a pool of nitroglycerin
So with the shards and scraps piled high
Left behind with you and your new life
I take what I pulled out of the rubble
The man you don't see before you
The man you never met
The man you wouldn't dare to meet.