Forget the pain you once felt, dear
It can not help you here
Did it ever help you anywhere?
You're kneeling on a memory
Some pyrrhic victory
Could you ever be that young again?
My dice are cast, I can't turn it around
I set these frames, but there's no doors to fit them
Recall the way she tied that rope, was it just as you had hoped?
Even though you never had a say
You missed the point 'cause you were caught
In the reigns that you had brought
And you could never get your color back
My dice are cast, I can't turn it around
I've set these frames, but there's no doors to fit them
Our posts are placed, we can't turn that around
I still won't breathe until I see it set in stone
Now you're filling up with shade again
After all the years of fighting it
Now I'm pretty sure...
That our books are bound, we can't turn that around
I built this bed but there are no sheets to fit in
Our bricks are laid, can we turn that around?
I still won't breathe until you get your color back