• Father Time you are so cruel
    Time doesn't heal all my wounds
    you make this one hurt worse each day
    and in every second of every day
    I die on the inside because of you
    Father Time you are so cruel
    each day I ache even more
    I hate waiting for the time to pass
    because I never know if this wound will heal
    and it's all because of you
    time doesn’t heal all wounds
    you break every hourglass
    and rip my heart with the pieces
    You tear me to shreds and stab me again and again
    until my breath has grown faint
    but the sad truth is Father Time,
    I still live
    My wound is only deeper
    I dwell upon thoughts of my past
    Thousands of knives piercing my bloodied heart
    my pain is never gone
    Is this a sick game?
    I want my pain to end
    So please Father Time!
    Please! Turn my hourglass over
    let me right my wrongs
    and let me make sure
    I never get hurt again