If you could see what Ive seen,
Could you look me in the eyes?
Could you lie to your lover,
And tell her you’re fine?
Doing what I’ve done,
Could you fall asleep at night?
Probally not...
Their faces will always haunt you,
Youll always hear their laughter...

You tell yourself... it wasn’t your fault...
It doesn’t matter....
Their faces will always haunt you,
it doesn’t matter...
youll always hear their laughter.

Could you punish me any worse
Than Ive punished myself?
Probally not...