All The Stupid Lies And The Stupid Games
Left A Vacancy In This Picture Frame
A Prisoner By My Own Hands′Cause If I Can't Have Me, Then No One Can
I Need To Heal What I Inflict
But I′ll Burn That Bridge When I Get To It
As I Play Roulette With A Broken Gun
I Confess These Sins With A Sharp And Spiteful Tongue

So How Do I Apologize
And Put The Tears Back In Your Eyes
When Every Canvas That I Paint
Is A Masterpiece Made Of My Mistakes?

Outlined In Guilt, My Portrait Stares
In A Gallery Where The Walls Lie Bare
As I Modernize My Antique Ways
True Colors Can't Escape The Brush Of Fate

So How Do I Apologize
And Put The Tears Back In Your Eyes
When Every Canvas That I Paint
Is A Masterpiece Made Of My Mistakes?

Illustrate All My Pain And Set It All Ablaze
Burn
And Set It All Ablaze

So How Do I Apologize
And Put The Tears Back In Your Eyes
When Every Canvas That I Paint
Is A Masterpiece Of My Mistakes?
And In The Light Of My Demise
I See My Failures In Your Eyes
Every Canvas That I Paint
Is A Masterpiece Made Of My Mistakes