Well I carry my guilt in a suitcase
And I lug it around everywhere I go
And I look like Buster Keaton with a stone face
Cause I don't want my package to show
Now a broken promise
Is a powerful thing
It fits in that keyhole
And makes the front door swing
Then it holds you down
To watch what it will bring
Well I carry my guilt in a suitcase
And I lug it around everywhere I go
And I almost fool myself with a poker face
Cause I don't want my guilt to showEven when I'm sleeping
There's a god-awful sound
It sits on my head
With the weight of a crown
I start hearing other voices
One too many choices
Well I carry my guilt in a suitcase
And I lug it around everywhere I go
And I look like Buster Keaton with a stone face
| 1 | I Had To Do It |
| 2 | Gods And Monsters |
| 3 | I'm Not Done Yet |
| 4 | You're Gonna Wish |
| 5 | Rent's Due Again |
| 6 | Bury Me |
| 7 | Where It Hurts |
| 8 | (Everybody Knows I'm) Guilty |
| 9 | Freak |
| 10 | I Lost My Resolve |