Combing through the knots

Such a severe mixture of love and disgust
So much anger and so little trust
Tired of patching the image of you
I'm out of cloth pieces, the memories, through

Civilly continue to call and check up
Try to remember how we are all flawed
You are who you are and this is our past
"Pour me some tea and pass me the cup."

You built up an empire out of nothing but dust
A bit of anger and a bit of trust
A country that loves you, people who adore
The future looks brighter, you call her a whore

Civilly continue to call and check up
Try to remember how I am so flawed
You are who you are and this is life now
"Pour me some coffee and pass me the cup."

For every brick laid, a brick is removed
Every decision must always be proved
Guilty, so guilty, of calling life tough
Readily willing to say it's enough

Civilly continue to call and check up
How can I be so ungrateful, how?
You torture, you give, you smile and insult
"Pour me some scotch and pass me the cup."