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?