i stand corrected alone
again i walk this path back home
is that really your life
you're twisting the knife 
in my side
is that pride
or are you being naive
just leave

and come back 
in a month or two 
and tell me how you 
were wrong when you said we're through

my liberty cracks 
under the pressure of proven facts
these lies come in stacks
im lost cannot back track
to an earlier date
you see a man that you hate
and you mention his name politely
why does it remind you of me
you were more than touching
beat my soul like some percussion
instrument give me a small concussion
and i say "hey whats with all the rushing"

you were like my burden
kept my sanity a burning
and you mention how you love me
i say oh just let my burden be