Text: Levi Weaver. Other. Which Drink.

So which drink did my memory drown in?
and which thought was the first one to consider him?
and which night was the night when the kingdom i thought i was king of fell... like the walls at the waves of a broken dam... make me a broken man

so if we're all guilty, what's the point in pointing fingers anyway?
i'm no better, i'm just bitter and i never got to say
how it hit me when you told me
like a towtruck hauling a train in a rainstorm ...with the brakes out.

and oh! the things i've tried to cover up and compromise
put it up on a shelf, hide it in sheetrock - wrap it in cellophane
but this is not a phase you can ignore til it goes away
i have to face this now
i have to take these walls down

so this is the last song in a series
titled 'how you broke my heart'
and i think it's the best one, and here comes my favorite part
i forgive you
and i'm sorry
and i'm sorry it took so long
and i wish you the best in everything

(this is it! this is it: it's the song i could never sing while we were in love, and it's dead; let it rest... let's not let us go on about a future that's passed away)