Things are a little bit clearer now.
After my brain tumor operation I couldn't remember things.
With flash-backs and time I'm starting to remember some now.

Know why I always hurt guys, they hurt me.
I didn,t think they had feelings anyways.

The one that would never hurt me and who I could trust,I hurt him alot.
I didn't think he would care
nobody else ever cared if I left.
Or maybe I did know and that's why I left.

All my life that's how I survived,
hurt them before they hurt you.
Didn't learn to trust til after I had my blessing in disguise.

In some ways I'm not the same
but in other ways I'm still the same,
stubborn and foolish still.

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