Sometimes things are better left unsaid   Sometimes bad blood should be forgotten   We have the past to move ahead   Poisonous dreams etched in my head   All this wasted time when stubborness was king   It could've been different, there should've been smiles   "Hope" you are my queen, you suffer the blows   of wounded hearts and endless miles      Eye lids sewn shut   Mouthful of blood   and scabs through all the madness      Forgot to release   Forgot to confess   Remember this, my sullen face   You won't deny, you can't erase   the substance spawned in the past      You say something that bleeds through me   I soak it in and live by it