I was consumed
By a life that I made
Destined to crash
Beat up and [bad word] 
By the flashbacks of my own past
I tried to hide away
Till I heard you say

 [bad word] 1~
Lovely traces fall behind you
Turn around and you will see
Lovely traces to remind you
Everything that you've been through
What it took to get you to me

All my mistakes
Regrettable choices I'd like to forget
But somehow you make
All that I wasted useful again
I thought I fell from grace
But you can't erase

 [bad word] 2~
The lovely traces behind you
Turn around and you will see
Lovely traces to remind you
Everything that you've been through
What it took to get you to me

I lost my direction
'Cause I couldn't see
What a beautiful picture
You [bad word] in me

 [bad word] 2~