I just hope the water runs hot enough this morning to fog this honest mirror The ignorance in the haze begs more experience than worth the while Burning the home I built for us, every passion is slumped into thickets of ruin, Embellished by reflections of future failures As long as I know it's coming, my satisfaction is subdued to your shortcomings I'd leave you forever if I could You're the treasure I found and buried again Baffled and bruised, discerning your photograph now to naïve illusions, The ones of who I wanted you to be I'd leave you forever if I could You're the treasure I found and buried again Baffled and bruised, discerning your photograph now to naïve illusions, The ones of who I wanted you to be