Wooden townhouse
Bad luckIt's unannounced but I know the truth and it's hiding in my
Doubt that I will ever come to grips with your innocence
It's not my fault for bleeding on your floor
You'll clean it up with spite like you've done before
So go on
And I'll find my own way
(We're not avoiding the issue we're just avoiding to talk)
It doesn't matter anyway
And all the civil hours can be killed by a minute
That's consumed with slight annoyances from past inconsiderate
Choices I made
I'm sorry
So go on
And I'll find my own way
(We're not avoiding the issue we're just avoiding to talk)
(This was never an issue not at all)
You've been gone
It's been fine for me
(This was never an issue it doesn't matter to me anyway)
It's not me
It's not you
Your mistakes are yours to dwell on
It's no excuse to look down on me
I'm just the product of a halfway loving Father with too much pride
So go on
And go your own way
Distant from me
Stay distant from me
You've been gone
You keep a part of me
(It's not me it's not you)
I hate me and I blame you