Thoughts and words collide and [bad word] out isn't what's on my mind.
And when you tell me I'll never love again I'll hold your hand and prove to you wrong my friend.
The shadows have turned to lights once more.
As fast as the last breath that I will take I will rise from the ashes of this early grace. 
Once more the lights has opened up my eyes to this beautiful angel in disguise.
I am wanted.
I will not be harmed.
I am wanted. [bad word] into open arms.
I wrote this melody for you and I hope your hear it on your death bed caise it will remind you were through cause it will remind you were [bad word] on!
As fast as the last breath that I will take I will rise from the ashes of this early grave.