Linkin Park - Mark the Graves

There's a fragile game you play with the ghosts of yesterday If we can't let go, we'll never say goodbye No trace of what remains, no stones to mark the graves Only memories we thought we could deny There was so much more to lose than the pain I put you through In my carelessness I left you in the dark And the blood may wash away but the scars will never fade At least I know somehow I made a mark In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right Nothing right Nothing right