Disregard a loved one's needs to keep fueling your greed
I doubt it's hard for you to believe it all leads back to my insecurities
What could have been before has left me searching for something more
But was it ever "just out of my reach" or at an arms length away?
And do you feel the same?
Turn to a drink to ease your pain and drown in your own spite
Take it out on the ones who can't put up an equal fight
Does it make me less of a man cause I fight the urge to turn to my fists when I can't understand?
Or am I fool to bother to ask if we had the chance, would you change the past?
How is it fair that's all that's left for me is the vision of you being all I can see when I look into the mirror
Your once distant face becoming clearer and nearer
Anticipating what awaits overtime's built up to my unwelcome hate
Does it make me less of a man cause I can't understand?
The past has passed, it's time to shake you from my grasp