I'll come home to watch you wave goodbye
To everything you know
Everything you set on fire
Your resentment has done a number on you

I can only try to understand to a point
Why'd you do it with your own two hands?

You come home and wave goodbye
To everything that reminded him of you
Everything you brought [?], shots you fired in the dark
Blaming everyone else besides you

My thoughts are rearranged
Yours fell apart like broken glass from a window pane
I can only try to understand to a point
Why'd you do it with your own two hands?