the skin on my back is healing
but i gave you back the knife
your heart's the sheath
but im bleeding
and youre living in the lie
i understand why you were that way
you're not crazy just confused
and ive got so much i need to do
and nothing left to lose

so this is sorry

forget about me
your trail of tears leads no where
so stop the charade
and im not the one to blame
for all the bad choices that youve made