Metal II

Sold, then.  Stripped of meaning, of purpose

Of real value...

Lovely gifts, once, 

Now pave the way for a new adventure

I was unsure, a little bitter and a lot guilty,

As if I owed something somehow.

But I suppose there are some debts paid

And some that can never be forgiven

Which is where I think we'll always be:

Paid in full, but never quite forgotten.

My own burden to bear until I choose to lay it down.

'Cause ain't nothin' you ever gonna say

's ever gonna make me forgive myself.

For all I did and had to do

To be free of all that held me down.