There are still days

I think of days I'd remove

If I could go back

With the power to pick and choose



Oh, what could have been?

Oh, what wasn't?

Oh, what could have been?

What wasn't? What wasn't?



So sad, misspent youth

Fully fanged

Crimson red in the tooth



Oh, what could have been?

Oh, what wasn't?

Oh, what could have been?

But what wasn't? What was it?



If I could change every wish to be true

Free the past of the pain I put you through

If I could wake each day as new

We could love the way perfect people do



On the other hand

What would we lose?

Would I still be me

And would you still be you?



Oh, what can it be?

What can we make it?

Oh, what can it be?

What can we will?



Oh, what can it be?

How can we take it?

Oh, what could have been?

But what wasn't?