Torn

I thought I saw a man brought to life.

He was warm,

He came around like he was dignified.

He showed me what it was to cry.

Well, you couldn’t be that man I adored.

You don’t seem to know

Or seem to care what your heart is for.

Well, I don’t know him anymore.

There’s nothing where he used to lie,

My conversation has run dry.

That’s what’s going on,

Nothing’s fine, I’m torn.

I’m all out of faith,

This is 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,

I should have seen just what was there

And not some holy light.

But you crawled beneath my veins

And now, I don’t care,

I have no luck.

I don’t miss it all that much.

There’s just so many things

That I can’t touch, I’m torn.

I’m all out of faith,

This is 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.

That’s what going on,

Nothing’s right, I’m torn.

I’m all out of faith,

This is 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.

I’m all out of faith,

This is how I feel,

I’m cold and I’m ashamed,

Bound a broken on the floor.

You’re a little late,

I’m already torn.

(You’re too late

I’m torn…)