Did you leave me here,
To die amongst my friends?
Did you leave me here,
For comfort now and then?
Did you open up,
To let 'em swallow you whole?
Did you leave me here?
Cause this is one fine mess I've made.
There's plenty more from where it came.
And when I've had enough to drink,
I'll see if things still look the same.
And when it washes over me,
I'll try my best to make believe,
That I'm the same man,
The same man underneath.
Did you leave me here,
To suffer for your sins?
Did you leave me here,
With a promise to repent?
Did you lie awake,
While the walls were closing in?
Did you leave me here?
And this is one fine mess I've made.
There's plenty more from where it came.
And when I've had enough to drink,
I'll see if things still look the same.
And when it washes over me,
I'll try my best to make believe
That I'm the same man,
The same man underneath.
And I'm so cold, undecided.
There's so much in my way.
And we've been so divided
I'll try and seperate
What is real from this fiction.
Does anything read truth
Through all these contradictions?
I'll leave it all to you.
And this is one fine mess I've made.
There's plenty more from where it came.
And when I've had enough to drink,
I'll see if things still look the same.
And when it washes over me,
I'll try my best to make believe
That I'm the same man,
The same man underneath, yeah. Yeah.
