I became so sick of it all. The feelings we found and the time that we shared.

The passion compared is no less divine. In my mind are the swells that encompass the pain

And the vision of her oh the feelings of pain. And the memories that were now are gone

Why should it have to end this way? Will they all just turn and forget us?

There's only one thing left to find. Look around, oh. And when my light is lost and spent

Turn the pages. It's your chosen last book. Gave you everything, all you need to make your decision

Keep these wounds open for you. Now they're closing, scars remind me every moment

We'd had enough of satisfying lust, and our intentions were so pure and innocent

Pay the fool with life and he will find a way. Play the fool

Wish that you had never begun this endeavour. Now light is gone.

And around and around and around. Wish that you had never...