Lyrics

Looking back at my days
I turn my head in dismay
If I could only
Wipe the slate clean

Wrong turns at every corner
Every day I mourn her
If you could only
See what I've seen

Creepin' into my head
These thoughts of doubt and regret
If I could only
Tame this machine

Didn't I make the right choice?
Didn't I find my real voice?
If I could only
Wipe the slate clean


Choices I made back then
Still haunt me with their sin
Escaping's not an option
I'll live on

Looking back at my days
Everything's in disarray
If I could only
Wipe that slate clean

Bad decisions I have no doubt
I couldn't get that stain out
If I could only
See what you've seen

This house and my possessions
These material obsessions
Would these objects
Hold their meaning?

How did I get here now?
Still could disappear now
(rest) Why don't I
Wipe the slate clean?


Choices I made back then
Still haunt me with their sin
(it's hard to shed their skin)
Escaping's not an option
I'll live on


Plenty of options laid before me
The right ones always bore me
The path of least resistance;
Has no scene

Would these be my children?
No duty to my kin
Did I say 'I do' to the right queen