Intro:
You hold the answer deep within your own mind.
Consciously you've forgotten it.
That's the way the human mind works.
Whenwver something is too unpleasant,
too shameful for us to entertain we reject it,
we erase it from our memory, but the imprint is always there.

We wash it all away,
we wish it all away,
we hope it all away,
can't cry it all away.

The pain that grips you

Goodbye son. Be nice to god.
I made you bologna and mustard, with the edges cut off, just the way you like it.

Can you forgive me again
I don't know what I said
But I didn't mean to hurt you

I heard the words come out
I felt that I would die
It hurt so much to hurt you

Then you look at me
You're not shouting anymore
You're silently broken

I'd give anything now
To kill those words for you
Each time I say something I regret I cry I don't want to lose you