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Who was around when the world was falling down? |
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Who turned away? Couldn't bother to be around this now |
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Who walked away when the game wasn't fun to play? |
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And my escape became my only game |
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Hand me over and hand me down |
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Get me out of your sight |
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No direction, my compass is broken |
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Where'd you leave me tonight? |
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I was a child, and now it seems so long ago |
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Why'd you abandon me? Maybe it's not for me to know |
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No explanation needed, nothing can change the way things went |
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You just weren't interested, I guess, I guess |
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Some days fine, others out of my mind |
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And the curse I curse is the worst it gets |
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I hold it inside as you sleep, as you hide from |
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The mess that you made of your life |
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(Who was around when you were hungry? |
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Who eased the pain of all your sadness? |
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Who played with you when you were lonely? |
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Who was around?) |
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What will your conscience say? Maybe you'll change the channel soon |
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Or simply hide it in the chest of drawers inside your room |
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Like old linoleum, battered and worn beyond repair |
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Go burn the whole house down, like anyone cares |
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Maybe in time, these indelible lines will |
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Fade like the hopes and the tears you denied |
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These feelings are gone, they've been buried alone |
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With the rest of the mess that you made in your chest of drawers |