Put my head up against the wall
I couldn't help but stall
With eleven regrets and one flower
I'm lost and I'm ashamed
Cause all I have to give
Is eleven regrets and one flower
My God what I have become?
A broken man with no second chances
Who am I to say that you're to blame?
I want to be who I say I am
But my actions show that I modestly can't
Have I tuned into what I hate?
Consequences are interesting
When the throns penetrate
But can't go deep enough to bleed
Oh I wish right now that was the case
What Kind example am I
If I continue this way defiling my life?
What if they knew me like You do?