I don't even know what it was I thought was wrong but I feel incomplete. And all for what?
To know that I could call for you when I've lost it all? Well I've finally figured this one out, our faults define us.
Just like I knew they would. And I believe you now when you say,
I blame this on myself.
Brace yourself before the vultures they're coming down for you. Face your faults before the vultures they're begging for the truth.