She spends most of her time
Just trying, fighting through the pain
She's found so many ways to run
From everything she's feeling

She numbs it down with what she finds
But when she lays her head at night
The hurt is there, 'cause you can run
From anything, except yourself, except this pain

This wound refuses to heal
She still holds on to things
That make it all feel real
Even when they're long gone

Remains of you
Stitched into every scar
This wound will never mend
Like a letter never read
Remains of you

She's still lost in the void
In a darkness so deep, so cold
Where whispers move like ghosts
Haunting every shadowed corner

She still sees the one who caused this ache
Their faces mirror one another
But inside, they're worlds apart
Sometimes, she just runs to numb the pain

Remains of you
Stitched into every scar
This wound will never mend
Like a letter never read
Remains of you