So which drink did my memory drown in?   and which thought was the first one to consider him?   and which night was the night when the kingdom i thought i was king of fell... like the walls at the waves of a broken dam... make me a broken man    so if we're all guilty, what's the point in pointing fingers anyway?   i'm no better, i'm just bitter and i never got to say  how it hit me when you told me  like a towtruck hauling a train in a rainstorm ...with the brakes out.     and oh! the things i've tried to cover up and compromise  put it up on a shelf, hide it in sheetrock - wrap it in cellophane  but this is not a phase you can ignore til it goes away  i have to face this now  i have to take these walls down    so this is the last song in a series   titled 'how you broke my heart'  and i think it's the best one, and here comes my favorite part  i forgive you  and i'm sorry  and i'm sorry it took so long  and i wish you the best in everything    (this is it! this is it: it's the song i could never sing while we were in love, and it's dead