II believedmemory might mirror no reflections on me,
II believedthat in forgetting I might set myself free.
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked.
I bledI tried to hide the heart from the head.
And II said I bledIn the arms of a girl I'd barely met.
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
And then I drowned.
And if I can't see it's for want ofyou
You said, "I see"
If there's nothing here then it's probably mine
MyMy turn to seeif there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine
But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked.
II guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn.
II guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my eye I can't always turn.
And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the groundand then I drowned.
And if I can't see it's for want ofyou
You.