Sorry for the tears,
and sorry for the lies.
Sorry that your words lost all meaning,
that I wouldn't deal,
that I chose to live in dreams.
Sorry I never measured up,
but you're the ones who set the bar.
Sorry there was no goodbye,
but you missed the warning signs.
I'm better than you saw,
and stronger than you knew.
You never found out about the stories,
you didn't know I drank away.
Don't blame me,
you never asked.
When there's nothing left to say,
and all my dreams are gone,
I'll raise another glass,
to your rose-tinted glasses.
