Sometimes It's really hard to let scabs heal It's hard to break the habit Of peeling back the past I keep revisiting old nightmares Which only does more harm than good But curiosity gets the better of me And pretty soon old wounds are opened again And I get mad at myself Because why I can't I just leave things alone? Just go with the flow My skin may get tougher But old habits die hard Pretty soon I'm back again And this infinite cycle Repeats Repeats Repeats Repeats