I don't think I've ever loved you more
But would you understand if
I said that i cant be sure
Ive been worried about my stories
Because I'm having such a hard time
I cant seem to relate anymore
Its all faking the smile and putting on the face
But these masks we wear, they'll become us
If we follow our fathers fates, their shame
Remember me as i was, don't remember this
Thing that I've become
Because I'm ashamed of the things I've done
I cant look you in the face
The war cant be won
And i never thought anyone could save me
But you sing like the birds on my windowsill
In the end i was simply a pawn to play
I hope they know I've given them my worst
Ive tried to be a better monster
And build a better hearse
But I've got no talent in that I'm
Just good at being impossible