She is somewhere in the dirt
Buried in my town
And my heart will never burn
Out of time

And the blood [bad word] cold
The crack can never close
And I'm growing really old
In my mind

I resent all the pain
I take back every stupid word I said
It wasn't really me
How do I feel
All messed up [bad word] who is not

I soak up every rain
Checking memories when time flies overhead
So blinded I agree
How do I feel
All messed up [bad word] who is not

Guess our whole life's meant to be
thing that one should learn
If it's sorrow that I feel
No return

And the world is still alive
Breathing heavily
All the dreams that I revive
Are ecstasy