Standing naked before the canvas I paint your portrait in blood Empty eyes staring at me As I tempt to remember what Iâve lost Donât say this is unreachable Donât hate my scars they are beautiful Donât feel denied of the impossible Donât think we will ever be the same And this is what you wanted This is what we need This is the painting That sets you free Staring at you smiling at me As I dip the brush in fluent red Though different layers of longing I can Resurrect you from the dead ♪ This is you now re-imagined I need something for the pain Something soothing Something tragic Something to make it stop again