[not instrumental, just wait 'till 0:29]
my last confession, is in a moment
and I will admit to it all, at some point,
but I'm exhausted.
i can't give what I don't have.
can't tell you what I don't know,
like
how did we get here?
when did it all begin?
what was the start of it all?
is this the end?
i feel like I know it
i know it
i just can't say it
i'm sorry


this is my last confession


but I don't know which came first
my memory of you, or my attachment to you
did you define me, or did I define you?
did you make me, or did I make you?
was it you or me? was it you and me?
and is this really the end?
maybe one more time
just one more time
one more lie
just one more lie


is this really the end?
i feel like I know it
i know it
i just can't say it
i'm sorry


(maybe one more time)
(just one more time)
(one more lie)
(just one more lie)
(maybe one more time)
(just one more time)
(one more lie)
(just one more lie)