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 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 want to hear? Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart 'cos you're not here? Oh why do you want to know? Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go Stop me... I find myself believing Oh a story gets rewritten so blasphemy's permitted once again Oh and you were so perfectly imperfect Oh 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 want to hear? Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart 'cos you're not here? Oh why do you want to know? Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go Oh yeah Oh what do you want to hear? Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart 'cos you're not here? Oh why do you want to know? Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go Oh, whoa-oh... Finally let you go...