Starting Over (feat. Ben Bridwell)

One, two, now
 Those three plus years, I was so proud of
 And I threw 'em all away for two Styrofoam cups
 The irony, everyone will think that he lied to me
 Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
 If I don't talk about it, then I carry a date
 A 08-10-08 that now has been changed
 And everyone that put me in some box as a saint
 That I never was, just a false prophet that never came
 And will they think that everything that I've written has all been fake
 Or will I just take my slip to the grave?
 Uh, what the fuck are my parents gonna say?
 The success story that got his life together and changed
 And you know what pain looks like
 When you tell your dad you relapsed
 And look him directly into his face?
 Deceit on your shoulders, deceivingly heavy weight
 Haven't seen tears like this on my girl in a while
 The trust that I once built's been betrayed
 But I'd rather live tellin' the truth and be judged for my mistakes
 Than falsely held up, given props, loved and praised
 I guess, I gotta get this on the page
 Feelin' sick and helpless, lost the compass where self is
 I know what I've gotta do, and I can't help it
 One day at a time is what they tell us
 Now I've gotta find a way to tell them, uh
 God help 'em, yeah
 One day at a time is what they tell us
 Now I've gotta find a way to tell them
 We fought so hard
 Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost
 I thought you'd go
 But you were with me all along, along
 And every kid that came up to me
 And said I was the music they listened to
 When they first got clean, now look at me
 A couple days sober, I'm fighting demons
 Back of that meeting on the East Side, shakin', tweakin'
 Hope that they don't see it, hope that no one is lookin'
 That no one recognizes that failure under that hoodie
 Just posted in the back with my hands crossed, shooken
 If they call on me, I'm passin' it, if they talk to me, I'm bookin'
 Out that door, but before I can make it
 Somebody stops me and says, "Are you Macklemore?
 Maybe this isn't the place or time, I just wanted to say that
 If it wasn't for "Otherside", I wouldn't have made it"
 I just looked down at the ground and say, "Thank you"
 She tells me she has nine months and that she's so grateful
 Tears in her eyes lookin' like she's gonna cry, fuck
 I barely got 48 hours, treated like I'm some wise monk
 I wanna tell her I relapsed, but I can't
 I just shake her hand and tell her, "Congrats"
 Get back to my car, and I think I'm trippin', yeah
 'Cause God wrote "Otherside", that pen was in my hand
 I'm just a flawed man, man, I fucked up
 Like so many others, I just never thought I would
 I never thought I would, didn't pick up the book
 Doin' it by myself didn't turn out that good
 If I can be an example of gettin' sober
 Then I can be an example of startin' over
 If I can be an example of gettin' sober
 Then I can be an example of startin' over
 We fought so hard
 Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost
 I thought you'd go
 But you were with me all along, along
 We fought so hard
 Now we gotta get back what we lost, lost