Caught in the crossfire I created
Shot by own bullets that I fired,
Risking losing everything I’ve ever had
My actions were shameful,
May actions I know we’re bad,
I’ve tried God knows to do right now
But the damage is done,
I’d like to fix things somehow,
But I think it’s to late there’s no forgiveness or forgetting,
I am left ashamed and regretting
But we’re both stuck in this place,
Neither of us are walking away,
You shoot the bullets now and I take the hits
What I did, well I am not proud of it,
So I’ll guess you’ll keep shooting
And I’ll just continue taking the hits,
This now is what life is because of all I did
Caught in the crossfire of what I did,
I’ll never be proud of all of this,
And for the record I’d like to say that I am ashamed of it.
