I Told You I Was Ill (Therapy?)

Empty home they've all left one by one I'm alone with all the things I've done The things I can't make right The words I can't take back The life that's unfulfilled The love I've killed I told you I was ill I exist a prisoner of my deeds Manic smiles soon flayed by memories The things I can't make right The words I can't take back The life that's unfulfilled The love I've killed I told you I was ill Bare magnolia walls dragging feet in unlit halls Unfinished business I've begin and left undone The things I can't make right The words I can't take back The life that's unfulfilled The love I've killed I told you I was ill