Oh, this isn't the life that I dreamed it could be.
I'm staring into the eyes of the shell left of me.
And now every decision I make,
The good, the pleasure and the pain,
Could simply all be erased if I choose it to be.

The nightmare unfolds like a rose that awakes to the spring.
Oh, it's so close to the sanity I'm trying to cling to.
I'm tearing out the pages 'cause it hurts.
To be forced to feel the hearts break.
How much of this torture can I take?
Is it not worth the risks you create?
Just one more try, I know that I can fix it.

If you could rewrite our life, any way that you please,
Would you tear out the pages of our memories?
Would you take back the pain and all the hurt we create?
Or could you be satisfied with the love that you made with me?

If you could rewrite our life, any way that you please,
Would you tear out the pages of our memories?
Would you take back the pain and all the hurt we create?
Or could you be satisfied with the promise you made?

And so we rewrite our life, but it's not what we think.
In the chaos we dance as we stand on the brink.
Always one change away from making ourselves complete.
The world will perish in flames,
And I'll watch as you fade from me.

We write our love psalm.
Rewrite our love psalm.
We write our love psalm.
Rewrite our love psalm.