
My red version
Can i make a comeback?
Words mean nothing, scars wont over-ride
Past may be past, but present you cant hide
A part of you remains, from long ago
A side you try hard, not to show
I'll draw a pretty picture, especially for you
Scratch it in my arm, make sure the blade is new
But i dont want an infection
A common misconception
I dont want the pain, only attention
Teach you a lesson, can you see the tension?
Remember if you change, your past is still there
Waiting to come back, give me my share