Some things are better off forgotten
We bury them in places that we really only visit by ourself
Oh, and you were a version like no other
Oh, and they never tell you what to do when all you see is gone
What’s the sense in anything when what they say is wrong?

Oh, what do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart ’cause you’re not here?
And oh, why do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Stop me (stop me)
I find myself believing (find myself believing)
Oh, a story gets rewritten so a blasphemy’s permitted once again (a blasphemy’s permitted once again)
Oh, and you were so perfectly imperfect
Oh, and they never tell you what to do when all you have are lies
What’s the sense in anything?
It’s just one more goodbye

Oh, what do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times
I tore myself apart ’cause you’re not here?
And oh, why do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Oh, yeah!

Oh, what do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart ’cause you’re not here?
An oh, why do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Oh, ho-oh-oah

Finally let you go