I said your name and my dreams slowly burned
I thought of our first kiss and my heart ceased
I'm sick of feeling regret
Why did I say all of those things I said?
When I didn't mean them
Now I'm left trying to pull free from under my skin
The un-beating burden that lodged itself within me
I've buried myself in the hole you dug for me
In this glass, heart shaped casket I can't hide a thing
Why must I sleep on a bed shaped of remorse and held up by problems?
Why do I suffer reoccurrences of my dreams of you before you turned to my curse?
I am the fire that will burn your soul
But also the owner of the heart you stole
Some things never change