I Guess You Thought It Would Be Fun To Make Your Pain Into A Game For Someone. I Guess You Didn't Realize How Hurt And Lies Would Color All Our Lives. What You Did To, So Residual, My Yesterday. What Will I Do To My Tomorrow? Will I Take On, For Forsaken, My Father's Ways And I Could Draw My Own Blood's Blood? I Sometimes Lie Awake At Dawn, Though Wrong, Love Him Now He's Dead And Gone. The Part That Loves Him Aches Inside. In Deep It Lies Next To The The Scars I Hide. I Forgave You When I Gave You My Wild Eyed Childhood. How Ddo I Fill My Empty Doors And Frames? How Do I Get, Born Of His Spit, Wise And Mild? When Did All The Colors Run Grey? My Life Is Gray, When Will I See Day?