I thought I saw a girl brought to life
She was warm, she came around, she was dignified
She showed me what it was to cry
You couldn't be that girl I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know her anymore

There's nothing left I used to cry
My conversation [bad word] 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

There's nothing left I used to cry
My inspiration [bad word] dry
That's what's going on, nothing's fine I'm torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn