If only we could live on hunger If only we could be sustained by being desired It wouldn't be such a tragedy That you're so goddamned civilized You haven't used those eyes on me in years But I remember when you were wild
So I am making peace with the emptiness, the hollowness, oh Because I refuse to fill it with lies
Do I wish for the young rogue back -- I used to hope you would grow up I always knew you sort-of loved me But it would never be enough
All the threads pulling on my heart, leading nowhere (Cut them) I don't need their ties All the torches my hands strain to carry Drop them -- I don't need their light
So I am making peace with the emptiness, the hollowness, oh Because I refuse to fill it with liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
