I'm standing
On the verge of self reflection
And addiction
With bad health
That you gave to me in return.
I put it upon myself.
And all the things that I blame,
I'll change without
Changing your ways.
Or maybe only the pictures on the wall,
I'll change without changing at all.
You said to me,
This is it.
There's no turning back
From this bit,
But I guess there's no harm done
When your sitting all alone.
I guess that
I took life for granted
And I'll be waiting to tell you this.
Stop playing all of your games.
