Wish I could say
I could forget
And follow my way like all these words were never said
Scars that remind
Me of my past
I try to go on
Like all these things were never done
And all those words were never said
[But I guess that you can't see
Those scars and my last tear
In the corner of my eye
And I want to turn my head
So can you give me your hand
To find my way back home]
All things are done
My words are said
I hope that one day
My memory's pain will go away
You have drawn blood
I want to let
Bygones be bygones
Another trying to burn down
That part of me called memory
My past takes part in me
I won't deny
But I hate that look back
To brake my own neck
And remember those tears again