How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that [bad word] my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time [bad word] far, far away; [bad word] in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my [bad word] shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and [bad word] 
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time [bad word] far, far away; [bad word] in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my [bad word] shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; [bad word] in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.