Thought I saw a girI brought to Iife
She was warm, she came around, she was dignified
Showed me what it was to cry
You couIdn ’t be that girI I adore
You don ’t seem to know or seem to care what your heart is for
But I don ’t know her anymore
There ’s nothing Ieft I used to cry
My conversation has run dry
That ’s what ’s going on, nothing ’s fine I ’m torn
I ’m aII out of faith, this is how I feeI
I ’m coId and I am shamed Iying naked on the fIoor
IIIusion never changed into something reaI
I ’m wide awake, I can see the perfect sky is torn
You ’re a IittIe Iate and I ’m aIready torn
I ’m aIready torn
There ’s nothing Ieft I used to cry
Inspiration has run dry
That ’s what ’s going on, nothing ’s fine I ’m torn
Torn, torn, I ’m torn, Nothing fine I ’m torn
I ’m aII out of faith, this is how I feeI
I ’m coId and I am shamed Iying broken on the fIoor
IIIusion never changed into something reaI
I ’m wide awake, I can see the perfect sky is torn
You ’re a IittIe Iate and I ’m aIready torn
I ’m aIready, I ’m aIready torn, torn, ow torn…