Mitomania

You threw your dream straight in the trash
And all that crap clogged up the toilet
Armed with some lame excuse
You flushed your friends, pulled the handle

You watched your future go down the drain
Saw yourself in the mirror, joined the wave

As plain as looking into your face
Is seeing the ugliness rise from your soul
Your beauty fades in disgrace
And your worth drowns in a shot of alcohol

You sank in the mud of your own forgiveness
Dug the grave and buried your reason
The lies you tell have stained your name
The virtue you lack is called being a man

To consider someone I once called my brother
And offered my hand more times than I can count
I won’t let your mistakes affect me anymore
From now on, no one’s coming to save you

Living off excuses is always messing up
Making the same mistakes without waking up
There’s always someone else paying the price
Your excuses only prove that you’re not right

To consider someone I once called my brother
And offered my hand more times than I can count
I won’t, I won’t
Let bitterness get in the way of my voice, my path
I won’t, I won’t
Waste more time on you and your choice

I thought of using violence to justify
The influence that made you give it all up
But I know life’s the one that’ll teach you
It hits way harder, and it can kill
That coward pride you hold so tight
And that weak mind that blurred your sight
'Cause every mark you’ve made is easy to forget
Look at me now: Who can’t handle regret?

You said you were the one who ran the game
And that you were the only one who cared
Forgot that friendship is a two-way lane
And I never once charged you for being there
In your mistakes, blame always fell elsewhere
And you shrugged off your role without concern
If life brings good from all the bad it sends
Of all the bad, the worst: You slowed me down

To consider someone I once called my brother
And offered my hand more times than I can count
There’s no going back
Rewinding the tape means facing the mess, front to back
To rise now, only by cheating the climb
To see your face stomped down in the grime