My music is supposed to soothe me, but it doesn't.
It just reminds me that I was wrong.
I was out of place.
I shouldn't have said it.
I shouldn't have admitted that I said it.
I should take it back,
but my music reminds me that I can't.

a/n: If I could change I would, take back the pain I would, retrace every wrong move that I made I would, if I could stand up and take the blame I would, if I could take all this shame to grave I WOULD.
It's easier to run, replacing this pain resulting numb. It's so much easier to go, than face all this pain here all alone. –Linkin Park