Who Are You To Judge?

People want to say bad things
And judge you for the monster you've become
But they don't know the truth
Of just how bad drugs had made you numb

This is not a story of a criminal
as you all would want to say
It's a sad sad story of a great hearted man
whose soul was slowly chipped away

He's been many great things to many people
But all you want to hear is the bad
We know the real person he is inside
Before the addiction, before things turned sad

Everyday is like living in a nightmare
When you wake up to someone you don't know
To know that he is completely gone
The drugs have taken him and have complete control

Do you know how it feels to lose someone you love
To a drug that's more powerful than you?
You feel so helpless against it
You cry, you plea, “Please don't do this! I love you!”

Is it my fault? Could I have done more?
Am I the one to blame?
Why wasn't I just enough?
Questions that haunt me everyday.

So go on and judge and make your accusations
Must be nice to be so perfect
No mistakes, No wrong turns
Always right, Always correct

Make believe you know more than me
Go ahead and lie about every little bit
Whatever amuses yourselves
Because I really don't give a sh*t!

You don't know the pain he's suffered
The tears he's cried, he's taken a toll
We've all had to watch him deteriorate
From the great man we know to this lost soul

You are still my husband,
And I'll always be here to support you.
I won't let them beat you down. I'll put up a fight.
I'll do whatever I can to protect you.

I am so lost without you.
Many times I've asked God, “Why?”
But one thing I always know to be true,
I'll love you ''til the day that I die...