You've wasted me
Nothing loves, nothing dreams.
Nothing bleeds inside of you
You've washed me away
Isn't it nice how it's all so clean when it was once so
dirty?
I know the stains are still there, just hidden, and made
up to look like everything's so clear.
I don't want to be there when everything falls to pieces
inside of me.
When it all breaks I will call your name.