I woke up shaking in a room that I shared with 3 strangers  And it was visiting day  So I walked down the stairs and then into that room  I felt your presence first and then impending doom  I spoke without a sound but you heard every word  I'm more sorry than you know for everything I put you through    Three weeks passed, then you came back  You picked me up and drove me home  To the city over that bridge  Then you put your hand on the back of my neck  You said, I'm proud of you    And nothing was ever the same again    An overwhelming resonating voice  Second-guessing every single choice  Now I've gotta find a new escape  For this blood that itches and this head that aches  I've got no reaction  Every action is true