Sanoja: Our Lady Peace. A Decade. 4am.

:
I walked around my good intentions
And found that there were none
I blame my father for the wasted years
We hardly talked
I never thought I would forget this hate
Then a phone call made me realize
I'm wrong
If I don't make it known that
I've loved you all along
Just like the sunny days that
We ignore because
We're all dumb and jaded
And I hope to God I figure out what's wrong
I walked around my room not thinking
Just sinking in this box
I blame myself for being too much
Like somebody else
I never thought I would just bend this way