I wonder is it trauma, did childhood play a part A Cluster B disorder or is this just who you are If I could meet your father I'd ask about the war Maybe I'd find the answers to why I'm outside these walls I've been through all the evidence But I can't make sense of this I need to know how you don't miss me I'm Sherlock Holmes and you're my greatest fucking mystery You were threatening violence when I heard from you Now this deafening silence is my only clue You will see me fighting but you won't call it brave You'll call me the problem child so you can walk away I know you were broken and that's why you broke me We repeat the patterns that we're just too blind to see I've been through all the evidence But I can't make sense of this I need to know how you don't miss me I'm Sherlock Holmes and you're my greatest fucking mystery You were threatening violence when I heard from you Now this deafening silence is my only clue I won't have kids, won't pass it on This rage won't live after I'm gone I'll fight myself at every turn I'll build a stake let myself burn