I thought i saw a girl bought to life
she was warm
she came around like she was dignified
she showed me what it was to cry
well you couldn't be that girl i adored
you don't seem to know
seem to care what your hear is for
but i don't know her anymore
there's nothing where she used to lie
my converstation has run dry
that's what's going on
nothing's fine i'm torn
I'm all out of faith
this how i feel
i'm cold and i am shamed
lying naked on the floor
illusion never changed
into something real
i'm wide awake
and i can see
the perfect sky is torn
you're a little late
i'm already torn
So i guess the fortune teller's right
should have seen just what was there
and not some holy light
which crawled beneath my veins
and now i don't care
i had no luck
i don't miss it all that much
there's just so many things
that i can touch i'm torn
i'm all out of faith
this how i feel
i'm cold and i am shamed
lying naked on the floor
illusion never changed
into something real
i'm wide awake
and i can see
the perfect sky is torn
you're a little late
i'm already torn
torn
There's nothing where she used to lie
my inspiration has run dry
that's what's going on
nothings right i'm torn
i'm all out of faith
this how i feel
i'm cold and i am shamed
lying naked on the floor
illusion never changed
into something real
i'm wide a wake
and i can see
the perfect sky is torn
you're a little late
i'm already torn
i'm all out of faith
this is how i feel
i'm cold and i'm ashamed
bound and broken on the floor
you're a little late
i'm already torn
torn...