amazing song.

"The blood is dried
and the wounds I hide,
the scars are settling in
so I keep the light low
and they still show
I sit and count every stitch...

What it means,
what it really means...
it's time I let everything go
that is killing me
and turning me
spinning me so out of control.

I don't wanna let go.
Let go...
I don't wanna let go.

I don't know what for
but these open doors
keep slamming in on me
and if life's a joke then it's getting old
and I hope God's looking out for me

What it means
what it really means
it's time I let everything go
that's killing me
and turning me
spinning me so out of control

I don't wanna let go.
Let go...
I don't wanna let go.

What it means
what it really means
it's time I let everything go
that's killing me
and turning me
spinning me so out of control

I don't wanna let go...
I don't wanna let go...

The blood is dried
and the wounds I hide
the scars are settled in...."

-M. Smith