I'm The Guy
I'll take the blame.
'Cause a guy can't see,
or feel the same.

Can you recall?
the night you cried.
The joy between us died.
We no longer our refuge.
It was I with all the rest.
We crushed your pride.

We walked hand in hand
one with one being one
losing the meaning
of me and you
in the serene garden
of us.

You'd had enough
of the world outside.
Not caring how much
anyone tried.
Along with them
you pushed me aside,
refusing to notice.

But, I'm the guy.
So, I'll take the blame.
A guy can't really see,
or even hope
to feel the same.