[GABE]
They've managed to get rid of me
Returned me to the grave
ECT, electric chair
We shock who we can't save

They've cleared you of my memory
And many more as well
You may have wanted some of them
But who can ever tell

Your brainwaves are more regular
The chemistry more pure
The headaches and the nausea will pass
And you'll endure

Your son is gone forever though
Of that the doctor's sure
The memories will wane, the aftershocks remain
You wonder which is worse, the symptom or the cure

They've managed to get rid of me
I'm gone without a trace
But sear the soul and leave a scar
No treatment can erase
They've cut away the cancer
But forgot to fill the hole
They moved me from your memory
I'm still there in your soul

Your life goes back to normal now
Or so they all believe
Your heart is in your chest again
Not hanging from your sleeve

They've driven out the demons
And they've earned you this reprieve
The memories are gone, the aftershocks live on
But with nothing to remember is there nothing left to grieve?

[DIANA]
With nothing to remember