Change the Past If I could change the past I'd do everything the same Because if everything were different You wouldn't even know my name If I could change the past I'd keep everything to its original state I know I still have feelings for you Because you I love and you I hate Looking at you brings back memories Memories of pain and of cold My love will be eternal Some part of me wants you But I can't And its killing me If I opened the wounds That our love has given Every cut every drop of blood I would not be living If I could reverse the pain And stop the slitting of my wrists Maybe I could prevent The meeting of my face and your fist Looking at you brings back memories Memories of pain and of cold My love for you is eternal Some part of me wants you But I can't And it's killing me I know I deserve better There are more opportunities Savageness and passion Shouldn't be part of our daily routine But stupidly I love you Trapped in this web of a lie Love shouldn't make you cry Love shouldn't make you want to die Looking at you brings back memories Memories of pain and of cold Nightmares I'm staring at my wrists Seeing the scars crawling against my skin My once pure sight now tainted red I drop the heavy blade It shatters the silence I smile as I realize I'm almost dead The pain is growing The light is dying But I can't seem to die I'm no one worth knowing There's no use for crying Why can't I seem to escape from here? No matter what I do to try to stop I can't seem to drop the habit And I silently wish not to go to sleep The nightmares never stop and if I sleep I may not wake again The cold air is forcing' The turquoise veins to bulge from my skin Convulsing as they purge out my life I collapse into the snow I attempt to find my killer I throb in pain as I grasp the knife My heartbeat slowing Life denying Me of being able to die The moon is glowing The sirens crying Why can't I seem to escape from here No matter what I do to try to stop I can't seem to drop the habit And I silently wish not to go to sleep The nightmares never stop and if I sleep I might not wake again I'm staring at my wrists Seeing the scars crawling against my skin I sigh as I realize I won't die today Sitting here years later I smile and close my eyes But the nightmares come again