The Mess We Leave Behind

When we cross the line

It’s the mess we leave behind

That remains to remind us

Of the damage that fi nds us

As a result of our caprices

Pickin’ up the broken pieces

To make it somehow better

Tryna glue ‘em back together

It’s the mess we leave behind

That stays on our mind

And we fi nd that we’re inclined

owards the misery

we’re assigned

All it seems to take

Is the trust that tends to break

As a result of one’s mistake

That can lead to pure heartbreak

There’s no greater pain we fi nd

Than the mess we leave behind

That’s often cruel and unkind

But that’s what stays on your mind