I let you in just once.
Damn your insistence.
But you got scared
and ran away from me.
Damaging me.
This power over me is killing me.
Has killed me.
What you needed to know from me
has changed your opinion of me.
Some things are better left unsaid,
trapped inside your tormented head.
I thought you'd help through this ordeal.
Be one to nurture and heal.
Rubbing salt into my wounds
will only disturb ancient ruins.
Some things are better left...
I'm so glad you're dead.
I'm so glad you're dead.
Did you take it?
Did you take it?
Like everything else,
did you take it
to the grave?
Did you take it?
Did you leave it?
Did you leave it?
Like my love for you,
did you leave it
Unsaid?
Did you leave it
Unsaid?
Unsaid.
Some things are better left unsaid,
trapped inside your tormented head
and your body.
Was it Unsaid?
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Lyrics submitted by Heather.