I recognize your smell because of how you taste.
You opened up your arms so that you could embrace.
To let go, to replay.
A message was sent clear, no trace of remorse.
I sweep the background off my chest.
I endorse the moments that I gained.
I still play it like a movie, you played it like a game.
To relive, to survive.
I recognize your voice because of how you breathe.
You opened up your heart so that you could repeat.
You had your doubts, you had your chance.
To give it a shot, to fall at romance.
A long life lived, no regrets to be explained.
I step with heavy feet this sad walk of shame.
And no trace of remorse can ever describe,
How no matter with what kind of impact,
My heart will never die.