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
Seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where I used to lie
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'm ashamed 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
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
Which crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care, I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can touch, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold, and I'm ashamed 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
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
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'm ashamed 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 lying naked on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn
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
Seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where I used to lie
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'm ashamed 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
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
Which crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care, I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can touch, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold, and I'm ashamed 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
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
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'm ashamed 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 lying naked on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn
Credits
Writer(s): Phil Thornalley, Anne Preven, Scott Cutler
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