It's completely fucked because nobody believes you It's amazing what a little brain damage will do for your credibility I guess it's some kind of poetic justice for not believing Sammy You know the truth about my condition, officer? You don't know anything You feel angry, you don't know why You feel guilty, you have no idea why You could do anything, not have the faintest idea ten minutes later, like Sammy If I'd done something like Sammy I didn't tell you? What happened to Sammy and his wife? The ink runs red on my shaking hand Her name still carved where I used to stand Teddy laughs somewhere in my head Truth is dead, but you're not dead Every clue I made becomes my chain Every scar repeats her name The mirror cracks, it bleeds her face And I'm the ghost I tried to chase I killed her twice, once in time, once in thought And built a lie from what I forgot Her voice returns like static rain Soft, forgiving, but not the same Justice fades to keep me sane And I reload the pain again I killed her twice, once in time, once in thought And built a lie from what I forgot If truth is gone, then let me rot