still broken.
Is this the final scene in our tragic play
Too many curtains remain to fall
There's no reason left to stay in this play
We move backwards against the wall
Conversation's over, communication's down
The monologue is taking over
I'm still broken
I took you in with arms wide open
My colour fades to gray
There's nothing left to say
Now it's all dead
Are these the final cries of our aching souls
How come yours don't make a sound
But somehow we don't touch the ground
You had me torn to pieces
You got inside my head
That I'll be here until it's over
I'm still broken
I took you in with arms wide open
My colour fades to gray
There's nothing left to say
Now it's all dead
I'm still hopin'
That we can find the words unspoken
My sense's about to brake
How long are we to wait
'Til it's all dead.
Too many curtains remain to fall
There's no reason left to stay in this play
We move backwards against the wall
Conversation's over, communication's down
The monologue is taking over
I'm still broken
I took you in with arms wide open
My colour fades to gray
There's nothing left to say
Now it's all dead
Are these the final cries of our aching souls
How come yours don't make a sound
But somehow we don't touch the ground
You had me torn to pieces
You got inside my head
That I'll be here until it's over
I'm still broken
I took you in with arms wide open
My colour fades to gray
There's nothing left to say
Now it's all dead
I'm still hopin'
That we can find the words unspoken
My sense's about to brake
How long are we to wait
'Til it's all dead.
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