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