I watch them all pile up
These abstract paintings
Of my failures and misery
And I'm left here with nothing
But the silence of this room
Hang them on the wall
Make them Transparent
For everyone to see
What's the price of admission
To An impromptu guilt trip gallery
I know I made a promise
I just couldn't come through
The patrons come through the door
I sacrifice my head
I put it on display, for you
I couldn't bear to see you
Walk out again
And I'm left here with nothing
But the silence of this room
I know I made a promise
I just couldn't come through
As my past comes back to haunt me
It'll always be you
What's the price of admission
To my guilt trip gallery
What's the price I have to pay
To see you again
What's the price I have to pay