You don't know, you don't feel. 

My skin is breathing but for both of us, 
My wounds are healing but for only one. 
They say that it gets better but they dont know, 
They don't know what its like and what Ive lost. 

As the host [bad word] the bullet I fell, 
Is he still breathing, I don't think I can tell. 
I know that it burns because it happened to me, 
I know that it aches because it happened to me, 
You took him from me. 

Oh renouncer, your debt is still not paid. 
You may have married the earth, 
But you cant get back what you've stolen. 
What you stole from me. 

You and I are whole, I now carry your burdens, 
that you made, that you sold. 
My weak knees now feel the cold, 
Like they did knelt by his headstone. 

I lay in your, I lay in your sleep, 
I lay in your, in your dream where your brother is free, 
Oh not my child, oh not my son. 
I keep praying for, 
Praying for him, praying for him, 
Oh not my son, oh not my child. 

As I leave the coffin you made, 
I can't help think of where he may be now, 
Now that the waves crash down over his home, 
But his bones may carry the cities so high, 
But he left without goodbye. 

And my days are getting darker, but not as dark as yours, 
When you held the knife to me, i felt it so much more, 
And my son now lays cold, his body so weak, 
My mind is so broken 
It's too hard to speak. 
But I know you don't hurt, you don't feel. 

You don't hurt. 

You don't hurt, oh forgiver, 
You don't feel. 

You don't see how I see, no, 
You don't feel how I feel. 

My skin is breathing but for both of us, 
My wounds are healing but for only one, 
But for only one. 
You don't know, you don't feel. 

My skin is breathing but for only one, 
My wounds are healing but for only one. 
They say that it gets better but they don't know, 
They don't know what its like and what I've lost.