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