I hate you for turning the past into present
That's how wounds somehow transform into weapons

Cause I've never wanted to look back
There's no light to be found in the black
So I never wanted to have this talk
Now you've forced my hand and you've made me walk
Away

Life, even love, is just history or imagined
By the time we notice, it's already happened

Cause I've never wanted to look back
There's no light to be found in the black
So I never wanted to have this talk
Now you've forced my hand and you've made me walk
Away