I am willing to suffer, to bleed, to die for things I care about,
But it?s like kissing the lips of my dead love, like touching her dead, cold, white skin
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to hurt you again,
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to loose you again
I have never been here before, ground zero, the past is a gaping hole
My only chance is to turn around and face it
I choose to look back, to see myself, for her love, for her heart, for her trust, for her love I?m reborn
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to hurt you again,
I choose to look back, to see myself, I never wanted to loose you again