Feelings won't find peace and place here, I'm not a game
Hope won't do inner healing, I'm all heartache
I cannot escape when your ghost comes in my dreams
And I start to bleed all of my shattered memories

What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do? I'm nothing but open wounds

Creating pixels, I'm trying to ease and calm my mind
Piece them together, a puzzle to think of you one last time

I'm better with you out of my life
You're better with me out of your life
I'm better with you out of my life
Loving you should be a crime

What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds?
What can I do? I'm nothing but open wounds

I got tired of saying sorry
I'll never be that man ever again
Never believed a Romeo
But thought you could be the one
I fucked for a miracle, I was so wrong
Now I put the till death do us part to rest in the dark
And every little thing that once took control of my heart
Fades into my own
Oblivion