I walked around my good intentions
  and found that there were none
  I blame my father for the wasted years
  we hardly talked
  I never thought I would forget this hate
  then a phone call made me realize
  I'm wrong
    If I don't make it known that
  I've loved you all along
  just like the sunny days that
  we ignore because
  we're all dumb & jaded
  and I hope to God I figure out
  what's wrong
    I walked around my room
  not thinking
  just sinking in this box
  I blame myself for being too much
  like somebody else
  I never thought I would just
  bend this way