My Own Hands

It`s not easy to get at your mind
You dig a hole in the bed and that`s where you stay
I`m alone and I`m burning slowly
I don`t regret a thing
I loved something once, but it turned into something I don`t recognize
I loved something once, but it burned while I held it in my hand
No matter how hard I try, you`ll pull me back down again
You`ll betray me without any sense or shame
You`ll betray me and I`ll burn for your memory again
I`ll burn for your memory; I`ll burn for your shame; then I`ll take myself
in my own hands
Then I`ll break myself down with my own hands
I don`t regret a thing