I got six burnt rose pedals

Laid on my nightstand

I got one broken vase that holds a note in white sand

There's a song on, it's a little's enough

And every time I wake from this dream, I'm stuck inside a rut

Your ghost is on all my mirrors, something inside says you're looking back too

And the whispers start to cover my room, that remind me what we had and everything we've been through

This is a flashback to when I ended things with you

And I guess it's a price that I pay

Always being reminded of you

This new life is what I'm caught in, lies replayed, mistakes repeated

Ten years deep, wish you had seen it, now no peace and still defeated

All these dreams, will you believed them

My one true love was you're compassion

But my obsession, I got lost in, and in the grips I was just locked in

Now my life is what I'm lost in, cause myself is the one that cheated

Now I'm stuck trying to make amendments, my only peace are your inscriptions

Losing my mind cause only I can see them, and alone again cause only I can read them

This is a flashback to when I ended things with you

I guess it's a price that I pay

Always being reminded of you

Of you

Of you

Of you

This is a flashback to when I ended things with you

I guess it's a price that I pay

Always being reminded of you