Crooked Lines

I was only looking for trouble Walking in crooked lines Trying to keep my head off the bubble Where it passes all of its time It was sad and foolish to lie to you And I hate myself for that Nothing kills me more than to see you blue If I could only take it back I'm sorry I tried But I ended up twisting the knife I worry I might Have gone darker than the night You were like those flowers on the mountains Always turning on the breeze So strong but still yet so fragile See, I never meant to leave Heard the voices whisper inside of my head Telling me to go How could it be that it didn't feel bad? I'll probably never know I'm sorry I tried But I ended up twisting the knife I worry I might Have gone darker than the night I'm sorry I tried But I ended up twisting the knife I worry I might Have gone darker than the night Who am I now that it's over? What was I before it began?