Here I am, licking my wounds once againnWhy am I, trapped in a replay of yesterdaynThe imprints of you will all be burnednAnd I cross my heart in hope you'll never returnnnI love myself for hating you...nAnd I can't remember what meant so much to me?nnIF YOU GAVE ME THE POWER TO TURN BACK TIMEnTO SAVE MY CORRUPTED HEARTnI WOULD SHAPE IT THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BEnI WOULD NEVER KNOW YOU AND YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW MEnnI'll forever be what I am...nA freelancer, never be duped by your scamnHave fun extracting any love from my heartnAnd Godspeed passenger, on my train of pain which will soon depart