Torn Out Pages

i smile when they cry
i scream when they whisper
this is me
this is who i've become

no longer caring for sympathy
just another path, not for me

i follow behind you
with matches and gasoline
as you carefully replant
all of the fallen trees

no longer needing love
just another feeling, the action took away

no longer craving solidarity
just a means to compensate indecisiveness

we write love notes to our hearts
just in the hope of response
my love, how we shed the tears
meant to only uphold the promise

no longer do i crave you next to me
just a shell, soulless and wanting

nostalgic as reopening the scar
just to see the blood's still red
i gave all i could and just a bit more
but still you forget, still i'm left for dead

no longer do i cry for the sake of sorrow
but the distant hope and memory of tomorrow

i shoot the sky begging that God will bleed
i need a little price paid for what i've given
there's not much left to my desire or need
just a place to lay my head and a heart to live in

no longer can i see the way to heaven
no longer can i forgive you
no longer will i see things the way i did
no longer will i think on you

poisoning my mind to control my heart
losing the will over my words
i believe this is when we fell apart
as if there was any future before

i can see clearly now
atop the cliff you left to me
i can understand how
this is what is meant to be

still i smile
that while
you kiss him
you're thinking of me

I'm the poison swimming through your veins
I'm the voices in your head, driving you insane

i may be touching her, but i'm clinching you
and every time we make love, it's only the hate i owe to you

still i laugh
still i smile
still i will
set fire to their
little bit of heaven

who are they
who are they

nothing more than you

no longer will you
hurt me like you used to
no longer can you
hurt me, no longer can you