I've relived my memories so many times
and acted out the anger and blurred the lines
of who I am and who you were and who I never wanted to be
But I can't seem to escape the you in me

and I've been told to let go and I've been told to forgive
but who are you to judge if you never lived
the darkness that was my life
you are just my wife...

But I see it now and I think I understand
to forgive isn't for them it's to make me a better man
because I can't let go if I'm always angry inside
and it's just as well, the past should have died... a long time ago