27 (Haunted Cut) - Memorial Core Anthem (Remix) (Remix) (Remix) (Remix)

(Use my uploaded vocal as the primary lead performance. Preserve its original character and delivery. Build the arrangement around the voice rather than forcing the voice into the arrangement.)" Verse 1 I took that picture of you before the world went black, caught the fire in your hair, your lip rings shining back. You were standing in the moment like it never had to end. I didn’t know a photograph would be all I had to hold again. Pre-Chorus I thought love could wait. I thought time would bend. I thought letting go wasn’t really the end. Chorus I should have held on to you. I shouldn’t have made you go. I should have said the words I was too afraid to show. Now I stare into the picture at the woman I once knew, and every part of me keeps asking what would have happened if I had chosen you. Verse 2 I let the distance make the choice. I let the silence take my place. I traded something real and wounded for another kind of ache. You were never easy. Neither was I. But maybe love was never meant to leave without a fight. Pre-Chorus I thought there would be time to turn around someday. Nobody tells you someday can disappear that way. Chorus I should have held on to you. I shouldn’t have made you go. I should have stood between us and everything I didn’t know. Now I stare into the picture at the life behind your eyes, and every night I hear your voice beneath the weight of all my alibis. Bridge I know I didn’t choose the ending. I know I couldn’t see that far. But grief keeps drawing lines between my hands and where you are. It says I could have saved you if I had only stayed. It takes every memory and turns it into blame. But I loved you. I loved you. Even when I lost the nerve. Even when I chose the road that neither one of us deserved. Breakdown I took that picture. I was there. You were alive. You knew I cared. I should have held on. I should have tried. But I did not choose the day you died. Final Chorus I should have held on to you. I shouldn’t have made you go. That is the wound I carry. That is the truth I know. But I won’t call my love a weapon. I won’t make regret a noose. I can wish I chose you then without believing I chose to lose you. So I stare into the picture at the woman I still miss, and I hold the moment gently because I cannot change what came after it. Outro I took that picture. I loved you then. I love you still. I always will.