| Thought I saw a man brought to life | |
| Yeah, 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 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 are 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's 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 and broken on the floor | |
| You're a little late | |
| I'm already torn | |
| It's too late, I'm torn |