I don’t want this hurt I’m feeling. I don’t want all this regret.

They say forgiveness leads to healing, but all I want is to forget.

They say nightmares make you stronger if they’re fought and if they’re faced,

but I can’t fight them any longer. Why can’t they just be erased?

I don’t want to be reminded of the life I left behind,

but it’s still trying to find me everywhere I go.

What happens next if I don’t do what it expects?

What comes next if I reject it and say no?

I’m so tired of all these memories. I want to put down all this weight.

What’s the point of losing everything you love if you still carry what you hate?

I just want the life I’m building. All I want is to be free.

What do I have to do before the past is finally through?

Why won’t these ghosts just let me be?

I found a way to win the game. I finally found where I belong.

Why do I feel all this shame? Why do the things that I’ve done right feel so damned wrong?

Why do I feel the need to hide all of the progress that I’ve made?

I think I deserve a little bit of hard-earned pride, so why am I so damned afraid?

I have gone through too much pain to find a way to break these chains,

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to try explaining all the things I’ve said and done.

I’ve worked too hard to define a life that finally is mine,

and so this time, I don’t wanna have to run.

I’m so tired of all these memories. I want to put down all this weight.

What’s the point of losing everything you love if you still carry what you hate?

I just want the life I’m building. All I want is to be free.

What do I have to do before the past is finally through?

Why won’t these ghosts just let me be?

I’ve earned the right to not be daunted by my sordid history,

and I’m so tired of being haunted by the girl I used to be.

I long ago let go and said goodbye to everything I was before.

Why won’t the world just let it die? I’m not that dumb kid anymore.

I’ve kept running from my past, but even now, it’s gaining fast,

and it somehow still casts its shadow on my heart.

There’s nothing more than I can do to bury everything I knew.

Everything’s brand new, so where is my fresh start?

I’m so tired of all these memories. I want to put down all this weight.

What’s the point of losing everything you love if you still carry what you hate?

I just want the life I’m building. All I want is to be free.

What do I have to do before the past is finally through?

Why won’t these ghosts just let me be?

I don’t want sadness and anger, and I don’t want sympathy.

I just want to live life looking forward.

Why won’t these ghosts just let me be?