It took a while
For me to see
Things as they were
In the light of
Truth
It wasn't you
It was me
I let myself get
Used to drowning
In the hurt
Against the wall
Who'd of thought
It was me
From there
I couldn't even
Look over my
Shoulder
I kicked down
All the walls and
Started all over
And I don't
Paint myself into
Corners anymore
In a brittle
Heart of clay
I threw my
Brushes away
The tools of
The trade
That chained your
Memory to me
Are out the door
I don't paint
Myself into
Corners anymore
When you left
You left me
With no other
Choice at all
But to sink to
My knees and cry
I never knew
Just how far a
Soul could fall
Like a rock
Couldn't stop
Didn't try
I locked myself
Behind shades of
Misery yeah
But when I
Let you go
I set myself free
And I don't paint
Myself into corners
Anymore
In a brittle
Heart of clay
I threw my
Brushes away
The tools of
The trade that
Chained your
Memory to me
Are out the door
I don't paint
Myself into
Corners anymore
Yeah the tools of
The
Trade that chained
Your memory to me
Are out the door
I don't paint
Myself into corners
Anymore
I don't paint
Myself into corners
Anymore