I can't stomach the words you said: The blame you cast down upon my friend. If I had the chance to meet you... If I had the chance to meet you... Christ.
Nothing feels the same: Like it use to be. Blame has now become, My new best friend. All the things that I would like to say, Haven't gone.
You showed no remorse Toward his family: Couldn't shut your mouth and let them grieve. Had to show your kids off like a trophy. Had to show your kids off like a trophy.
Nothing feels the same: Like it use to be. Blame has now become, My new best friend. All the things that I would like to say, Haven't gone to waste.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, The courage to change the things I can, And the wisdom to know, The difference.
Poor me! Poor me! Poor me! Poor me...
Nothing feels the same: Like it use to be. Blame has now become, My new best friend. All the things that I would like to say, Haven't gone to waste.
