Phone call from poland

Well, Today is the 15th.
And you know what that means,
Time to sit and go through boxes of old pictures.
See if I can bring myself to,
The brink of giving up,
I never follow through, you tell me all the time.

Spend my days looking back,
And I wonder if you're looking up,
From underneath someone who is a blood to be,
Everything that I'm not.

I'm visiting that grandaddy,
Epitaph has already been chizzled in my mind.
I'm bringing it all down right now,
The way I should have let you go,
And let you ruin one life,
Instead of Two.

I spend tonight by myself,
For the first time,
I try to look ahead,
And try to find something that,
Isn't doomed like we were,
Now all I need,
Is a second chance.

Spend my days looking back,
And I wonder if you're looking up,
From underneath someone who is a blood to be,
Everything that I'm not.