"So I guess the fortune teller`s right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl 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

There`s nothing where he 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 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 and broken on the floor
You`re a little late, I`m already torn

I know, I get cold
Cos I can`t leave things well alone
Understand I`m accident prone
Me, I get free
Every night the moon is mine
But when the morning comes
Don`t say you love me
Don`t say you need me
I really don`t think that`s fair
Boy I`m not so dumb
But when you leave me
I`ll be wishing i, wishing i, wishing, I was there"