And

back

to

the-

se

co-

ld

shit-

ty

day-

s

in

Port-

la-

nd,

Wi-

shing

I'd

ne-

ve-

r

co-

me

a-

cross

your

fa-

ce,

Pla-

gued

by

the

me-

mo-

rie-

s

of

things

un-

spo-

ke-

n,

Scared

by

thoughts

of

your

fa-

ther,

Made

me

look

o-

ver

the

flaws

of

your

na-

tu-

re.

Lay-

ing

on

your

ba-

ck

be-

ca-

me

your

o-

n-

ly

es-

ca-

pe.

You

feel

so

o-

ld,

use-

d,

but

no-

t

yet

bro-

ke-

n,

Not

to

thi-

nk

you

have

it

a-

ll

to-

ge-

the-

r.

I

ne-

ve-

r

plan-

ned

to

car-

ry

your

bur-

de-

ns.

But

thi-

s

chi-

ld

was

a

mi-

s-

take.

I

knew

from

the

mo-

ment

I

stepped

off

that

pla-

ne,

We

ha-

d

no

fu-

ture.

How

come

your

drea-

ms

are

a-

l-

ways

so

bit-

te-

r?

And

who

kno-

ws,

And

may-

be

o-

ne

da-

y,

She

wi-

ll

kno-

w

my

na-

me.

Oo-

h,

u-

h

You

still

re-

tu-

rn

to

the

sa-

me

sky-

li-

nes,

Tha-

t

leave

you

bro-

ke-

n.

Chea-

p

ta-

lks

with

e-

ven

chea-

per

co-

m-

pa-

ny.

Keeps

the

day-

s

tur-

ning

in-

to

ni-

ghts.

You

lay

a-

wake

cry-

ing

Cause

your

chi-

ld,

car-

ries

my

na-

me,

While

I

reg-

ret

e-

ver

ma-

king

you

a-

part

of

my

life.

Sad-

ly

e-

nou-

gh,

this

song's

not

to

hurt

you

,

Just

to

sho-

w

the

wor-

ld

tha-

t

I

'm

free.

I

knew

from

the

mo-

ment

I

stepped

off

that

pla-

ne,

We

ha-

d

no

fu-

ture.

How

come

your

drea-

ms

are

al-

wa-

ys

so

bit-

te-

r?

And

who

kno-

ws,

And

may-

be

o-

ne

da-

y,

She

wi-

ll

kno-

w

my

na-

me.

She'll

kno-

w.

She

will

kno-

w.