I saw you the other day
Damn you've changed
You’re not the same
You’re someone else

The past is in the past,
Or so you say
All of it just a stupid phase

Done with and forgotten
Back to the crowd
Back to self-doubt
Runaway

Identity, no more
Personality, done for
Giant label on your shirt
What a piece of shit you've become

There’s nothing wrong with changing
Just don't forget
And never regret

The past is you’re life
It's who you are
Don't runaway from it
Runaway