A calendar marks the anniversary
Of the day I decided to leave
There is a line to trace from there to here
And it marks a path we all grieve
I used to smoke too many cigarettes
That was 20 years ago
I stayed up all night watching tracers in the park
'Til I couldn't take no more
No one took my innocence
There was nothing there to take
Just a trace of the beast on the inside
Just a ghost in my place
Well f*ck this, cuz I didn't ask for this
It's when the onion peels away
You're still crying, nothing on the inside
But there is a line to trace
Being in lust wasn't good enough for me
Convinced by no one but myself
I wasn't the only foolish one in need
But I didn't want your help
New year, new vision
It's me but much improved
I looked inside when I unravelled
I was terrified, I was moved
No one took my innocence
There was nothing there to take
Just a trace of the beast on the inside
Just a ghost in my place
The trick is to believe in it whole
The trick is to walk out the door
There is a line to trace if you look back, my dear
That's not my Lot anymore