The cross on the wall fades And people change They get over their young heartbreaks And people age The condition of their skins change It doesn't matter anyway No, lately I'm not okay Who do I owe this to anyway? And I've come to resent all the promises I used to make Like, Daddy, just wait, someday I'll make it, I believe in my singin' I'm afraid I'll never hear What I need you to say From you or from anyone It's always the same Shame is cyclical It rolls out onto everything No, lately I'm not okay Who do I owe this to anyway? And I'd give you access to the dark recesses of my shame If you'd just take the credit for it Take the blame, take the pain away Yeah, I'd give you access to the dark recesses of my shame If you'd just take the credit for it Take the blame, take the pain away Singin': Do you remember how you used to love the colors amber and lilac pressed up together? Do you remember how you used to love the colors amber and lilac pressed up together?