"You can't start the next chapter of your life, if you keep re-reading the last one"
So, let's burn the pages and start again,
Inhale the smoke into our lungs,
Hope all will be forgiven.
If not, I'll say sorry with my heart, from the ceiling, strung.
So, let's rewrite our stories,
Erase the memories and forget the past,
And stop the lost quarries.
We both knew this could never last.
Let the red ink spill,
Over all the pages.
And with my sleeping pill,
We'll re-write it chapter by chapter; in stages.
