I did nothing wrong.
You\'re the one who constantly rejected me
You\'re the one who kept saying you\'re constantly embarrassed by me.
I kept my hands clean of the wreckage,
I held to the truth like a stone,
While you built a wall from the wreckage
And left me to stand here alone.
You speak of my faults like a burden,
A shadow you’re desperate to flee,
With words meant to shame and to harden,
That you’re so embarrassed by me.
But look at the choices you’ve charted,
The doors that you slammed in the night,
The way that you left me downhearted
To keep your own image in light.
I didn’t spark all this distance,
I didn’t craft shadows of doubt;
It was you, with your cold, sharp resistance,
Who pushed all the best of me out.
So wear your disdain like a garment,
And blame me for all that you see,
But remember, in judgment’s detachment:
You’re the one who rejected me.