hope, dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption, winding in, winding out, the shine of it has caught my eye. and roped me in so mesmerizing, so hypnotizing. i am captivated. i am vindicated. i am selfish. i am wrong. i am right. i swear i'm right, i swear i knew it all along and i am flawed, but i am cleaning up so well, i am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself so clear. like the diamonds in your ring, cut to mirror your intentions, oversized and overwhelmed, the shine of which has caught my eye. and rendered me so isolated, so motivated. i am certain now that i am vindicated. i am selfish. i am wrong. i am right, i swear i'm right, swear i knew it all along and i am flawed, but i am cleaning up so well. i am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself. so turn up the corners of your lips. part them and feel my finger-tips. trace the moment, fall forever. defenses paper-thin, just one touch and i'll be in too deep now to ever swim against the current. so let me slip away, so let me slip away, so let me slip away, so let me slip against the current, so let me slip away, so let me slip away, so let me slip away, so let me slip away...vindicated. i am selfish. i am wrong. i am right, i swear i'm right, swear i knew it all along and i am flawed, but i am cleaning up so well, i am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself. like hope, dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption. vindicated, by dashboard confessionals