All the stupid lies
and the stupid games
left a vacancy
in this picture frame
A prisoner
by my own hands
'cause if I can't
have me then
no one can
I need to heal
what I inflict
but I'll burn that bridge
when I get to it
As I play roulette
with a broken gun
I confess these sins
with a sharp
and spiteful tongue
So how do I apologize
and put the tears
back in your eyes
When every canvas
that I paint
is a masterpiece
made of my mistakes
Outlined in guilt
my portrait stares
in a gallery
where the walls lie bare
As I modernize
my antique ways
true colors can't escape
the brush of fate
So how do I apologize
and put the tears
back in your eyes
When every canvas
that I paint
is a masterpiece
made of my mistakes
Illustrate all my pain
and set it all ablaze
burn
and set it all ablaze
So how do I apologize
and put the tears
back in your eyes
When every canvas
that I paint
is a masterpiece
of my mistakes
And in the light
of my demise
I see my failures
in your eyes
Every canvas
that I paint
is a masterpiece
made of my mistakes