The morning after was the scene   It seemed like the night before was nothing more   Than a bad dream   It felt real, but I couldn't tell   And I ask myself      What is the measure of a man who can't forgive?   It's left up to the weight of his words   And how he lives within...   He's small in character   And resorts in, taking it out on those who deserve a second chance      Well I could never be that way   So I'll leave the past to yesterday   And I'm left with just one question      How do we always get so close   To resolution and just give up   Suddenly, I realized what you've done   And it gets a little harder to say it   Don't let your habits take control   Because eventually they take their toll      But you have to understand   You can't just swing where you choose   Not everyone is willing to forgive you   Please get a hold of yourself before I have to   Walk away for good   (walk away for good)      How do we always gets so close   To resolution and just give up   Suddenly, I realized what you've done   And it's get's a little harder to say it   Don't let your habits take control   Because eventually they take their toll      The habit was the gun   The influence the trigger   And the bullet was your tongue      The habit was the gun   The influence the trigger   And the bullet was your tongue   The bullet was your tongue   (But I didn't buckle from the pain)      The habit was the gun   The influence the trigger   And the bullet was your tongue   The bullet was your tongue   (But I didn't buckle from the pain)      You can't live your life in a coma   Not expecting to wake up one day   In the coffin you built with your bare hands   And think you can just walk away   (And walk away)      You can't live your life in a coma   Not expecting to wake up one day   In the coffin you built with your bare hands   And think you can just walk away   (And walk away)      I've been over this a thousand times before   And still you are in the wrong   If you keep this up, I won't be around for long