Lost feelings in time
leave nails in my heart,
like a soul on the wall
that you've broken apart
And the chills of the winter
are starting in summer,
as crisp autumn memories
make living a bummer
My mind that is hollow
once held your cruel lies
but the numb serenade says
I've already died
I can't stand your name
Nor the love that was mine,
but if you do ask
don't worry
I'm fine.
