I Want It Back.
Before I used to want,
Nothing but to forget,
Now I find I live without,
And all I want,
Is to get it back.
The memory,
I'm getting over,
Slowly, slowly,
I fell it leave me,
Quickly, quickly.
It seems the hate has always,
Been such a part of me,
That without,
I don't know who I am to be.
Now I'm lost,
Unaware,
Then again,
Who really cares?
Nothing but to forget,
Now I find I live without,
And all I want,
Is to get it back.
The memory,
I'm getting over,
Slowly, slowly,
I fell it leave me,
Quickly, quickly.
It seems the hate has always,
Been such a part of me,
That without,
I don't know who I am to be.
Now I'm lost,
Unaware,
Then again,
Who really cares?