Texty: Barriers Now Bridges. Other. The Wilson.

I've always wondered what i looked like in your eyes
cause i'm standing in the mirror and mine are open wide
but i don't see it... maybe i'm just.. maybe i'm just too naive
but i can't stand to see your back turned in my direction
and i can't satnd on sinking ground without your hand to pull me out
i've been digging myself out of this fucking hole
and i've been screaming out your name, but you don't listen anymore
for your forgiveness is all i ask
we all make mistakes the past is in the past
and i know i fucked up and i know i'm not right
but we've both grown a bit and that shit was oh so long ago
i can't go back, if i could i would
this keeps haunting eating at my conscience
i'm sorry so sorry