So which drink did my memory drown in?
and which thought was the first one to consider him?
and which night was the night when the kingdom i thought i was king of fell... like the walls at the waves of a broken dam... make me a broken man

so if we're all guilty, what's the point in pointing fingers anyway?
i'm no better, i'm just bitter and i never got to say
how it hit me when you told me
like a towtruck hauling a train in a rainstorm ...with the brakes out.

and oh! the things i've tried to cover up and compromise
put it up on a shelf, hide it in sheetrock - wrap it in cellophane
but this is not a phase you can ignore til it goes away
i have to face this now
i have to take these walls down

so this is the last song in a series
titled 'how you broke my heart'
and i think it's the best one, and here comes my favorite part
i forgive you
and i'm sorry
and i'm sorry it took so long
and i wish you the best in everything

(this is it! this is it: it's the song i could never sing while we were in love, and it's dead; let it rest... let's not let us go on about a future that's passed away)