All these days I'll forever cherish
In the confines of my heart,
The faces of ten years ago
Like fingerprints on my heart

How can I breathe
When fear chokes my every breath?
How can I balance six inches from death?

Now the momentum we've created [bad word] to a screeching halt,
This [bad word] crashing down,
On her hands and knees she crawls

How can I breathe
When fear chokes my every breath?
How many of your lies will I be fed?

The remains of summer memories
Spent so far away,
Free from the fear or jealousy
That plagues our lives today

Now that promises were broken,
Enemies were made,
We spend our precious time 
Pointing fingers,
Trying to place the blame

The remains of what's left of our past,
Of a future yet [bad word] 
Of the battles that we've lost
And the fights that we have won.