If all men are scum, how the hell did we get here?
You question my motive, even when my intentions are clear
Must we fight over every little thing?
Do I have to move mountains to impress you?
You still have indelible scars from the pain he caused you
So you’ve been taking precautions
But you can’t move on if you keep looking back
You can’t heal if you can’t forgive the past
I’m stuck here doing double time
For his sins and my future crime
You judge me even before the sin,
Query places I have or have never been
And look for the wrongs and mistakes you had missed
You might just find that dirt if you persist
I’m not saying the perfect man doesn’t exist
But, while you’re hung up in the past, he might not come
Cos to you, he might just be another scum