written by Anne Preven, Scott Cutler & Phil Thornalley
I thought I saw a girl brought 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 or seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know her anymore
There's nothing where she used to lie
Our conversation has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's right
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith and 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
And 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
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
There's nothing where she used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith and 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
Gregor McEwan - vocals & acoustic guitar
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