Texty: Staind. The Illusion Of Progress. It's Been Awhile.

(Acoustic At The Hiro Ballroom)

And it's been awhile
Since I could, hold my head up high

And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you

And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again

And it's been awhile
Since I could call you

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
And consequences that are rendered
I stretched myself beyond my means

And it's been awhile
Since I could say that I wasn't addicted

And it's been awhile
Since I could say I love myself as well, and

And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do

And it's been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
And consequences that are rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again
again

Why must I feel this way
and just make this go away
and just one more peacefull day

And It's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight

And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry

And it's been awhile
since I seen the way the candles light your face

And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
To be, I know it's me
I cannot blame this on my father
He meant the best he could for me

And It's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high

And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry