We shared [bad word] trade of reasoning out the years
Of failed affections and faces to forget
You should have told me
That the ties that made it all worth the while
Were quickly [bad word] a race to the blame
I tried to gain the advantage over you
It's plain to see there's nothing I could do or say
I tried to gain the advantage over you
sad parade with nothing left to lose or gain
I could feel [bad word] Like a train [bad word] off the tracks
With every once of strength
I strain to pay back that dirty money
And the fortune abstract, but there's no feeling left intact
For the victim is now a god,
Doling out judgement, strike with divining rod
I don't want to get involved, looks like you're doing fine
But when I lay up at night, I can feel your eyes
And I can see your eyes, and I [bad word] in to a world inside
Where there's none in between, and nothing can be denied [bad word] down and stripped of pride,
That I could forgive you for once in our lives
But I failed, and I don't know why, I'll never know why
I failed and I don't know why