It’s easier [bad word] 
Replacing this pain with something numb 
It’s so much easier to go 
Than face all this pain here all alone 

Something has been taken 
From deep inside of me 
secret I’ve kept locked away 
No one can ever see 
Wounds so deep they never show 
They never go away 
Like moving pictures in my head 
For years and years they’ve played 

If I could change I would 
Take back the pain I would 
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would 
If I could take all the shame to the grave I would 

Sometimes I remember 
The darkness of my past 
Bringing back these memories 
I wish I didn’t have 
Sometimes I think of letting go 
And never looking back 
And never moving forward so 
There would never bee a past 

Just washing it aside 
All of the helplessness inside 
Pretending I don’t feel misplaced 
Is so much simpler than change 

It’s easier [bad word] replacing this pain with something numb 
It’s so much easier to go 
Than face all this pain here all alone