I don't know how to get back from where I am.
Part of me wants to run and never look back, but another part of me wants to stay and fight.
I regret so much.
Mostly for hurting those I love.
The world is such a colder place at rock bottom.
I wish you never fell in love with me.
I wish I knew where I was.

Perhaps i've made mistakes, like i have so many times before
but who are they to put on display all my scars and flaws?
I strive for humble silence, but see, this pride is much to strong
I recognize this weakness, I know that it is wrong
A battle within rages deep and unsure
stability is broken, courage is no more.

Get your pitchforks and your torches ready
Insist on being my consquence
I know it's what I deserve
I hope in time you can face yours