The Tories - Point of View

I have nothing more than hands like yours
I can't provide the way
As you drift upon a tideless ocean
Tossed around in waves

Good intentions spoiled and left undone
In the end it breaks my heart pretending you have won

Complications, accusations
Poison all I've done
As you follow me the dog in heat
With claws and bitter tongues

Who's to blame and who's the one at fault
I'd do anything to clear the air between us all

On this end - I'm reaching through the miles of wire
On this end - I don't deserve to take this fire
On this end - As callous as a hand for hire
But it's just my point of view
It's just my point of view

Lies and copouts, friends that drop out
In the midst of storms
When life's abuses leave you useless
Balled up on the floor

Looking back I should have seen the clues
Each decision came right down to what was best for you

On this end - I'm reaching through the miles of wire
On this end - I don't deserve to take this fire
On this end - As callous as a hand for hire
But it's just my point of view
It's just my point of view