Did you forget yourself? Get yourself into it? Thought you might have had a chance and blew it? I shouldn’t have to be the one to tell you this… But if you’re pinning all your hopes on another, why not bite the curb, leave your brains in the gutter? Well, I ain’t ever one to judge you, brother, I tend to like my mind in the gutter too

Seven hells to hold you, old Transgressor’s coming out. So make peace with all your demons when you just don’t have the strength to cast ’em out

I’ve got a problem and I can’t seem to fix it. Midas touch of turning things to shit I’m trying to learn to keep my curses to myself. But now everyone I love has figured out what I do. And so everyone I love is living out the same awful truth

Hope, I tried to catch you with my broken fingers… Hope, I tried to plant you in my garden so you’d grow Then I wondered why you didn’t flourish, now I know… Transgressor crushes all the things he can’t let go

Darlin’, let me hold you, we’ll remember why we stay. I’ll memorize the cadence of every word you say. And gather up the dark clouds, line ‘em up and make ‘em sing of all the better days that their subtle silver linings are bound to bring