In Dying Arms Obsolete Lyrics

I was raised to be strong
Yet, I stand here a man;
Alone on knees

Alone on knees
Alone on knees

When did I find the will to disclose these
wounds?
Another burnt display of affection, dead to
the grave;
You were the only one I had;
Now who am I to confide in?

With these tears I will wash away
My frustration
I will wash away my memories;
But you refuse to be let astray

Who the f*ck are you supposed to be to me? Who the f*ck are you supposed to be to me?
Who the f*ck are you?
Who the f*ck are you?

Vividly I remember how things used to be
You said this would never change;
I am nothing but feeling, but I will not
beg;
Every thought of you is another regret to
be had;

And every thought is another feeling
Do I have what it takes
To erase the past?
You said things would never change

You said things would never change