I got these stomach knots I cant untie Scared to take another step without falling Dont know if its me I hate Or all the fucked up choices that I have made Im so desperate for a home But I cant stop myself from running I get wasted and Ill hide away After 25 years Through my jaded bitter edge Just dry your tears Cause there more to life Proving that youre worth a damn When youve always been good enough
I baptized my sins In the sweat of my sobriety Of lonesome nights I spent by your side The madness it lingers Fragile framework of a stranger Just carve another notch Into this growing weary face The fingerprints of innocence Now laced with selfish lies The time has run up To feel sorry for yourself Ive spent so long Holding my own two hands After 25 years Through my jaded bitter edge But not everyone's cruel Not everyones trying to hurt you Proving that youre worth a damn When youve always been good enough
After 25 years Ive traveled these roads Let my grave lay in between these ditches And carry me home Carry me home