Embracing Facts

How the hell could I have been so dumb?
As an outspoken man with well-sharpened tongue
I sort of thought I'd start to change with age
But I just stayed the same
Call me crazy, but today I'm embracing facts
A past full of mistakes which I can't take back
It's a crying shame that I'd drag this out just to pass the blame

How the hell could I have been so weak?
A plush backseat flips my switch on to speak and says
Harsh words from a path that I seldom choose
I'll scream at a wall as you sing the blues
To the minor chords that you and I simply can't afford