Out the Door

Seems I've gone blind
Don't know what's going on.
Everyone has a painted face
Red and still.
Emotions are many
But only one is left here...

Makes a heart go black
Never to go back
Sweetie turn your heater up
Tonight just turned cold.
Like the night you beat 'er up.

Chorus:
Memories are painted on my sleeve
Like the broken glass, I'm left to grieve
Her face on the floor
And you just walking out the door.
You turned back around
And said to me aloud,
"It's not your fault."

How could you leave us to fall?
She couldn't even crawl
You thought about lust
So you left a key to rust

I begged the wrong person
To give me a reason
Never thinking it was your fault.

Memories are painted on my sleeve
Like the broken glass, I'm left to grieve
Her face on the floor
And you just walking out the door.
You turned back around
And said to me aloud,
"It's not your fault."

A baby boy,
An unborn girl
You asked if she was even yours
Filled your head with doubt
Of course.
I asked
For my daddy back
I guess you were off the rack...

Memories are painted on my sleeve
Like the broken glass, I'm left to grieve
Her face on the floor
And you just walking out the door.
You turned back around
And said to me aloud,
"It's not your fault."

It's not her fault, It's not mine.
Maybe, It's not even yours...