there is no sleep for tired eyes
as chance gives way to circumstance
backed into a corner, truth explodes
tainting all that ever was
coloring honesty with doubt
in hues of broken dreams

And I,
I carried you home,
And I,
Felt the world grow so cold,
I was too cruel to be kind,
I saw myself fall behind,
I'm too out of reach to hold onto you.

I'm sorry I should have listened,
I'm sorry I let go of you,
Forgive me my heart is so loud to hear,
My mind cave in and fall through,
I'm sorry that I gave up on you.

And I,
I cast it in stone,
The lies,
Chained to me and let it fall,
I was too bad to be good,
But I misunderstood,
And I was too selfish to hold onto you.