Is it my fault when I stumble and fall? I know the hole is there, you see, but somehow it creeps up on me.
Am I being selfish when I let my feelings flow That bitter pain of years, in bile, blood and tears
Are these cracks of my own making? Did I tear us down? Did I plunge us into darkness Just to give me light?
Am I the one to blame for the thoughts within my head? Could I have stopped this awful need This drive to just be dead
I see what I am doing, I know it’s hurting you And sitting here I’ll tell you, it’s painful for me too
I don’t know why I can’t let go I don’t know how I’m trapped I don’t know why I’m doing this I don’t know if it’s my fault
I don’t know how to frame that thought For if this pain is down to me If I could stop, could just be better If I could halt this torture now, and yet I sit, and don’t
I don’t know if I could ever forgive myself for that
Is it my fault?