your heart s been used as target practice but i m not the one holding onto the gun or wounds you ve sutured tight with tears and silence save yourself from the scars that wrap around your wrist and keep you numb i can t rewrite the soundtrack to your dreams but i ll sing you to sleep there s irony to this story when i can t let go of someone who just wouldn t hold on we ve become just another young tragedy save yourself from the scars that wrap around your wrist and keep you numb i can t rewrite the soundtrack to your dreams but i ll sing you to sleep do you find safety in number and wonder what s in between seventeen and me do you cry out loud my sweet pessimist i can t rewrite the soundtrack to your dreams but i ll sing you to sleep i can t rewrite the soundtrack to your dreams but i ll sing you to sleep