Places in the heart I can't begin to visit Like a troubadour poet with no precision
I played the words inside my head a thousand times you were breathing our last breath
Love is dead to me I am numb like you expected me to be Love is dead to me we are wasted left to die in misery
Psycho from the start no way we'd ever finish Once a work of art why'd you have to diminish
I hear your voice inside my head a thousand lies deceiving, weaving our death web
Love is dead to me I am numb like you expected me to be Love is dead to me we are wasted left to die in miseryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
