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 I don't know him anymore
There's nothin' where he used to lie My conversation has run dry That's what's goin' 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
Torn
Ohh, ooh...
There's nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry That's what's goin' 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 and broken on the floor You're a little late I'm already torn
Torn
Oh,
[guitar solo out] Oh
Compositores: Scott Michael Cutler, Anne Preven, Philip Carden Thornalley (Phil Thornalley) ECAD: Obra #61471 Fonograma #982337