Over and over I spin it around in my head
Endlessly I kick the dog although I am sure it is dead
Back myself against a wall to see what I could find inside me
Eventually I'll find away to turn back the hands of time

Am I demonizing
Am I pacifying

Splitting the difference between half truths and lies
She said to me how many tears can be shed be fore you run dry
Digging this grave the dirt stings and coats my eyes
Endlessly searching for a treasure to claim as mine

If this is the way it's supposed to be
Then why don't these voices all agree
Am I demonizing
Or just pacifying
Sure seems that way
Let's just call it what this is

Beaten but not beaten down
Broken but not broken down
Smiling even though I'm grieving
I can't see yet I'm still leaving
Although these scats keep bleeding
And I can't sleep I keep dreaming

I still dream of your eyes
Blinded by all the lights
Is it me that I'll find
I hope so