Losing ground and losing faith falling full circle on my face I saw my self cowering down, Opening up I let the emptiness out you said "just be honest to me" I even knew it might set me free but i have no chance in confronting who i used to one day ill open the past up and over analyze just because i cling to you like blood to a wound as if my letting go would be bad for us both My mistakes still echo these four walls and i wont forgive myself for anything The shade of your skin in the jersey twilight oil painted on canvas stops the aching
and I still need you (i cant come back from this) and I still hear you ( i cant come back from this) and I still feel you (i cant come back from this) and I will open up(i cant come back from this)