Another hollow conversation
No words come to mind to get your attention to reach your heart
Only when It’s too late and we’ve taken separate ways
Regret puts Its weight on me
Will I ever see you again?

Each day passing well known faces
Hiding all affection
While I’m too anxious to speak
Scared of any consequence or what you will think of me
What do you really see?
A man or a boy lost in tragedy

I thought I buried my former self
Got rid of all my ignorant thoughts
Together with many selfish habits
But I haven’t learned a thing at all

Each day is getting longer
With your image stuck in my head along with the sound of your voice
Creating these vague scenarios out of self-doubt, self-pity
Where I stand before you and I’m able to admit

I wasn’t honest when I said I was fine
Time is running out to confess
I was to blame for our disconnection
I was to blame

How many memories are there left of me
How many memories

Another day passes
Another chance ruined
To turn your way and grab your hand

I’m to blame
I’m still the same

I’m to blame
I’m still the same

I’m to blame for everything
I’m so ashamed that I’m to blame
For everything
For everything
For every fucking thing