stained and afraid that this wont ever go away engulfed inside a blaze of memeories and the strainof digging holes is beggining to take its toll and i saw this coming when youstarted running over my dreams but isnt it funny it eats at me slowly and i found redemption in sufferingand its just like you say i'd be beter off without you anyway now im stumbling through my words and its all your fault so feel guilty stained and looking for a way out of this mess the feelings and the truth hard to confess but youve seen the cycle round now i guess you had me figured out so you wanted me to suffer it inched its way slowly under my skin but i saw this coming you started running now it seems sensible to burn the bridge and its just like you say that its better when you have things your own way now im stumbling through my words and it all your fault so feel guilty