Woe, Is Me

Hindsight is my only flaw
Right after we fail it's easy to realize the things we've lost
Push comes to shove, their only excuse is we do it out of love
There we flee trying to please everyone that we see fit for the trifold
Behind everything, inside we choose to hide
Because we have the sense to do this for the sake of pride
Business aside
Modest, we condescend, while you're looking up reaching for my hand
Now tell me, who's the bigger man
Never take your sight of these trophies in the light