There are still days
I think of days I'd remove
If I could go back
With the power to pick and choose

Oh, what could have been?
Oh, what wasn't?
Oh, what could have been?
What wasn't? What wasn't?

So sad, misspent youth
Fully fanged
Crimson red in the tooth

Oh, what could have been?
Oh, what wasn't?
Oh, what could have been?
But what wasn't? What was it?

If I could change every wish to be true
Free the past of the pain I put you through
If I could wake each day as new
We could love the way perfect people do

On the other hand
What would we lose?
Would I still be me
And would you still be you?
Oh, what can it be?
What can we make it?
Oh, what can it be?
What can we will?

Oh, what can it be?
How can we take it?
Oh, what could have been?
But what wasn't?