Feelings won't find peace and place here, I'm not a game Hope won't do inner healing, I'm all heartache I cannot escape when your ghost comes in my dreams And I start to bleed all of my shattered memories What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do? I'm nothing but open wounds Creating pixels, I'm trying to ease and calm my mind Piece them together, a puzzle to think of you one last time I'm better with you out of my life You're better with me out of your life I'm better with you out of my life Loving you should be a crime What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do if I'm all made of open wounds? What can I do? I'm nothing but open wounds I got tired of saying sorry I'll never be that man ever again Never believed a Romeo But thought you could be the one I fucked for a miracle, I was so wrong Now I put the till death do us part to rest in the dark And every little thing that once took control of my heart Fades into my own Oblivion