I never look back at it, but it's always in front of me

It's always worth the hurt, but I know it's hurting me

I'll never let go of it because it's all that's going for me

I'll put it in the past when the past is history



A perfect example is all the things it's done to me

I think I might lose my mind, but not my memory

A perfect example is what we all wish we could be

I think I might lose my mind

I think I might lose my mind

You think you might lose your mind

But not the memory, means a lot to me