Bring the gone back

Bring the gone back.

drawn down again

living proof of existence.

but still can't see, all this mystery, all this secrecy.

damn this.

passing up the chance,

no looking back,

not even a second glance.

you switch the turn, and make me bleed.

you stick it to me, and watch me scream.

you're the one

you like to call my bluff.

you like to bring the gone back.

i told you i had enough.

I'm tired of you always bringing the past up.

cant you try to forget?

you twist it in, my constant sin.