Starting Over (feat. Ben Bridwell)

One, two, now Those three plus years, I was so proud of And I threw 'em all away for two Styrofoam cups The irony, everyone will think that he lied to me Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy If I don't talk about it, then I carry a date A 08-10-08 that now has been changed And everyone that put me in some box as a saint That I never was, just a false prophet that never came And will they think that everything that I've written has all been fake Or will I just take my slip to the grave? Uh, what the fuck are my parents gonna say? The success story that got his life together and changed And you know what pain looks like When you tell your dad you relapsed And look him directly into his face? Deceit on your shoulders, deceivingly heavy weight Haven't seen tears like this on my girl in a while The trust that I once built's been betrayed But I'd rather live tellin' the truth and be judged for my mistakes Than falsely held up, given props, loved and praised I guess, I gotta get this on the page Feelin' sick and helpless, lost the compass where self is I know what I've gotta do, and I can't help it One day at a time is what they tell us Now I've gotta find a way to tell them, uh God help 'em, yeah One day at a time is what they tell us Now I've gotta find a way to tell them We fought so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost I thought you'd go But you were with me all along, along And every kid that came up to me And said I was the music they listened to When they first got clean, now look at me A couple days sober, I'm fighting demons Back of that meeting on the East Side, shakin', tweakin' Hope that they don't see it, hope that no one is lookin' That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie Just posted in the back with my hands crossed, shooken If they call on me, I'm passin' it, if they talk to me, I'm bookin' Out that door, but before I can make it Somebody stops me and says, "Are you Macklemore? Maybe this isn't the place or time, I just wanted to say that If it wasn't for "Otherside", I wouldn't have made it" I just looked down at the ground and say, "Thank you" She tells me she has nine months and that she's so grateful Tears in her eyes lookin' like she's gonna cry, fuck I barely got 48 hours, treated like I'm some wise monk I wanna tell her I relapsed, but I can't I just shake her hand and tell her, "Congrats" Get back to my car, and I think I'm trippin', yeah 'Cause God wrote "Otherside", that pen was in my hand I'm just a flawed man, man, I fucked up Like so many others, I just never thought I would I never thought I would, didn't pick up the book Doin' it by myself didn't turn out that good If I can be an example of gettin' sober Then I can be an example of startin' over If I can be an example of gettin' sober Then I can be an example of startin' over We fought so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost I thought you'd go But you were with me all along, along We fought so hard Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost