Bleeding Teardrops

Do you remember old times?
Staying up at night talking ourselves to sleep.
I remember those times,
They didn´t mean anything.
Do you remember old times?
Holding hands walking down the street.
I remember those times,
And the heartache you gave to me.
Do you remember old times?
When you brought me life.
I remember those times,
I wish the haunting memories would die.
Do you remember old times?
When you were the apple of my eyes.
I remember those times,
Just want to stick the needle in my eye.
Your haunting pas has come back to haunt you again,
The haunting past that you thought was gone and dead.
So with the past comes the present,
Your haunting future will never end.
Bleeding teardrops, bleeding teardrops,
You wonder when they´ll stop.
Your bleeding teardrops will never end.