I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
Promise me, don't forget me.
No single name, no tinder for the flame,
Yet you drown in my ways.
Whose to blame?
Who is to blame?
I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
On our bruised knees, promise me.
I found humbled fame.
I've heard fathers weep. I've seen mothers bleed.
Why don't you see, you're blinded by me.
I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
With your feet on the floor, don't forget me.
