I've been holding on to the mistakes I have made and the chances I let go
When you're drifting through my mind, coming back from time to time
Just to waste my life again, the torture never end and it's hard to grasp right now
I can tell that you enjoy the sound my heart makes when it falls
and shatters on the floor like glass, It's music to your ears.
I've been holding on, too long, it makes no sense to me
But the answers that I seek aren't buried in my mind
They're in the times that I spend living without regret and always moving forward.