Come Clean Trophy Eyes

[Intro]
The image of you
The thought burns right through
A flaw in an otherwise perfect crime
It's funny how the things I care about
Are damaged but the unimportant things are fine

[Verse 1]
14 Herbert Street, two thousand and ten
I was eighteen
I couldn't keep my fucking story straight
I pushed you all away
But the street lights on Mayne, they still flicker
Even though we're never there to see

[Verse 2]
I always wanted to call but I had nothing to say
And you seemed better off since you moved away
I can't say I don't miss the company
Of such a better example of me

[Chorus 1]
I know I had you all concerned
But I've changed now, I'm better
And I got just what I deserved
Persistence, respect is a process