Between the Lines
I the Mighty Lyrics

The morning attack:
The start of a painful memory or experience.

You pull the curtains back and light, sheds upon the scene.
You reveal the truth, and everything becomes clear.

Remembered like a moment in a dream.
The memory is vivid but feels unreal, like a dream.

Home, The place I should have gone and slept alone,
I should have stayed home and taken care of myself.

But came to your house to clear my head
Instead, I went to your house to try and find clarity.

And ended with the taste of sin instead.
But I ended up doing something wrong or immoral.

If I could know what I do, back then,
If I knew then what I know now.

I would make you eat the words you laced with cyanide.
I would make you suffer the consequences of the hurtful things you said.

Well, hold your tongue!
Stop talking and listen to me.

For you must lie awake at night and let this eat you up inside.
You can't escape the guilt and regret that you feel.

Why, why don't you deny it all?
Why won't you admit the truth and take responsibility for your actions?

But time has shown me everything.
I've learned the truth over time.

All of those pathologic games you played the nights you walked away from me.
All the manipulative games you played when you left me.

I'll read between the lines.
I see through your lies and read the truth behind your words.

You belong in a convalescent home,
You need help and care like someone in a medical facility.

With locks on every window and writing on the walls strapped to a chair,
You need to be contained and controlled for your own safety and well-being.

Spoon-fed with therapy and small purple pills that hold your sanity.
You need professional help, including medication, to maintain your mental health.

You know damn well that your head's more of a prison than this cell.
You're trapped in your own mind, and it's worse than being physically confined.

Let by the thought, that all you got is who you're with, well,
You believe that your worth is tied to the people you're with.

Bite your lip, For you, you must lie awake at night and let this eat you up inside.
You can't escape the guilt and regret that you feel.

If I could know what I do, back then,
If I knew then what I know now.

I would make you eat the words you laced with cyanide.
I would make you suffer the consequences of the hurtful things you said.

And now I see that I am one (one of the so many convinced)
I realize that I'm not the only one who believed your lies.

Of a million men (you were so much more than this)
There were many people like me who fell for your manipulations.

Who had given you a life by letting you take mine.
I gave you my time, attention, and energy, which you used to benefit yourself.

Well, I'm yours no more for I have found a way out.
I'm no longer under your control, because I found a way to break free.

All of those twisted little games you played, it's my turn to walk away.
I won't let you manipulate me anymore; I'm leaving.

I'll read between the lines! I'll read between the lines! I'll read between the lines!
I won't be fooled by your lies again, because I know how to see through them.