On the linoleum in the kitchen
I wish that you could hear
About fears that I've been kissing goodbye
Nice try
Before I put my lips up to a
Steaming mug of coffee
I wish you could see
That I am not feeling guilty
I am not feeling guilty anymore
Your turn
I could sit here at the table
Staring off to space
Wondering if you're able
To divine what I can't say
Chorus:
I have nothing to feel guilty about
But that doesn't mean I'm proud
Of who I am
Before I put my eyes upon the smiling
Photography of us that's on the wall
I wish you could know
My confusino bout my forgotten faults and you're
Keeping score
Before I pull my ass back up to
The room you dream inside
I wish that you would dream
That the fears we have could slide away
Could they?
I will run back to a bed
Knowing I'm not perfect
And wishing yet again
I could be a little better
Chorus:
I have nothing to feel guilty
But that doesn't mean I'm proud
Of who I am
I do not feel guilty anymore
But that doesn't mean I'm sure
Of who I am
Understand?