i hear a voice saying
i wish it was like it was before
when everything was fine
when i look in the mirror and see my face
i don’t like what i see now
i said pardon me
what’s the problem man?
he says part of me
wants to play
i can’t sleep or weep for weeks and i’m alone
but i had to let you go so
i’m punching holes into the walls and i confess
i made a bigger mess
i said pardon me
what’s the problem man?
he says part of me
wants to stay here