If I could make a list
Of my mistakes and regrets
I'd put your name on top
And every line after itBecause every inch of hope
Becomes a world of shame
I've had to walk through
Each and every dayAnd if I screamed you were wrong
At the top of my lungs
It would never return
All the faith that I've lostBecause there is nothing left to say
That has not been said
If I shouted, you wouldn't listen
I doubt it'd even sink in
If you forget how to feel
Reach inside your chest
Is there a heart beating?
Is there just emptiness?
