Perched upon this large puddin' rock
I sit within the rain,
wishing for to wash away
all my mistakes I have made.
Life has been oh so cruel,
it tore the heart from me,
the mistakes I have made
won't let me be.
I was waiting for someone
to hold me in their loving embrace
and it happened to be you,
now instead I am here, cold, forgotten.
A curse has fallen upon me,
a dark and dreary place,
the rain it washes away my very mistakes,
crimson red, brightest blue, silver steel.
The choices made were the very mistakes,
that have broken me, not taught me to bend,
my eyes are filled with tears you will never see,
instead the rain washes them from me.
All my sins have been justified
when I look within your eyes
but now you have taken them back,
you have made me dirty, dark, rag-doll.
Come with me,
see me squirm,
the iron grip,
deep within this very storm.
Impossible to break free,
impossible to hide,
were they all justified
or were they just sins?
Love held me to the dying day
when the rain washed it all away,
now that the time has come,
there will be no one.
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