You said you were sorry about it
If only that could make it easier
Now I'm just trying to forget it
But even that's a reminder

Now these streets are haunted
What used to be was memories
Are now anxieties

I will always love you all
But I can't be the only one to fall

Metaphors, similes
Could never solve anything
But there is no therapy
No at ease
No relief

So you say you were so weak
But it is doing nothing
I let go of memories
And hold on to what was done to me

You're so sorry
Done to me
You're