I wish I could be a stranger If I was then you wouldn't find out I've got a head full of violent pictures No way to work it out, and I know now
When I was young I wanted to grow older Now I'm grown can I take it all back? I've got a head full of violent pictures I made them all myself. I know now
By the grace of God, I'll wake up in the morning with nothing But my friends and memories of dreaming of you I know I need forgiveness, like a hole in the head Take me backwards, I don't want to know who I am
You just walked away By the grace of God, I'll wake up in the morning with nothing But my friends and memories of dreaming of you I know I need forgiveness, like a hole in the head Take me backwards, take me backwards, take me backwards I don't want to know who I am