Like most kids I played with fire   On the railroad tracks I nearly died   Some pain inflicted upon myself   Not all trial and error brings succes I guess      All this time you've been around   Taking notice of the damage done   The bleeding noses broken hearts   Adding colour to our daily existence      So I can glamourise my past    Still I am glad to be here now   And even happier that    I don't have to go through that again   This time in control   I'll lie about my past, and for some reason   I don't feel I have much to confess      This time in control   I'll lie about my past   For I feel blessed that I don't have to go through that again   This time in control   I'll lie about my past, and for some reason    I don't have that much left to confess