Video Come Clean de Trophy Eyes 2025 Punk Lyrics

Trophy Eyes - Come Clean Lyrics

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.
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.
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.
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.
Torn between,
Another bullshit apology,
Or blaming all the shit I said,
On a broken self-esteem.
Dodge the bourdon,
Evade the blame,
Or suck it up and just come clean.
It'll never be the same again,
And all I have to thank is me.
Is there anything I can say,
To bring back the old days.
I've been obsessing over bridges burned.
Though it's over it lingers.
So tell the others when it works for you,
I miss you,
And life's a little longer now.