I've done my best to hide my pain from you,
Because though I know I've done nothing wrong,
I don't want you to feel guilty.
Don't look at me that way, love.
I know my logic's thwarted.
I've tried my damnedest to hide my tears from you,
Because though I can reason that I'm innocent,
I feel I'm to blame for all this.
Don't turn around, bury your face in your hands.
I know this isn't my fault, but you make my feel so bad.
I've reached the end of this bridge I've crossed so feebly.
I've come to a crossroads where I have to decide:
Do I light the match and let this burn?
Or do I keep pacing back and forth, hoping against my better judgment?
Don't look at me that way.
We both know you're to blame.
You're not the same man I put on that pedestal.
You're just a broken, old soul, submitting others to pain.

I've learned a lot of things in my life.
Now, I haven't lived a long time, but I've gained a lot, all the same.
Sure, I've learned things like math and how to use my grammar properly,
But the things I've learned that are most important
Can't be taught by any teacher in any classroom.
See, what I learned is that life stops for no one.
You'll experience things in your life that will tear you down.
But you can't let that hold you back.
Experience everything.
Get too drunk one night, fall for the wrong person, lose something important to you.
Take the bad with the good, because too often,
Life's greatest lessons come with a negative experience.
Live.
Because life stops for no one.

I pick up the telephone, pick up my heart & pour it out.
I just wanted you to feel that way.
You make it really hard for me to breath, you know.
I suppose it's pretty pathetic for me to want this way,
but I also suppose I probably don't care.
I pull the keys out of the ignition, and watch.
I just love the way you move.
You're vulnerable, I know.