Old Code
Chris Garneau
I need a little time dad
We can make it better
I need a little space to breathe, oh
The paths we made, like maps
The ocean gaps get wider
There's a space to breathe, oh
But I believe that since you passed
The ocean ice got wider
There's space to freeze old, old code
Old code
Old code
Old code
I confronted you
I wanted to
You lashed out at me
A coward on his knees
I wanted the truth
I wanted to blame you
Then you tried to buy me
I didn't want your money
I only wanted the truth
I only wanted the truth
I only wanted the truth
I only wanted truth
I only wanted truth
I only wanted truth
I only wanted truth
I only wanted
I only wanted
The truth
I only wanted
I only wanted
The truth.