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