i turned my back just once    for once i didn't care    my heart was never there till the knife cut through   and now i lie so still    no one detects a sound    but screams within my head are louder now it's true       the blood is on my hands    but i can't understand    why the color seems to fade      i sought forgiveness once    discressions in my youth    led to apologies of love abused    and now i'm back again    like countless times before    torn apart i pray my life can still be used       the devil twists my arm to stab my own back