Forlorn your heart,
This scratch will leave a mark.
You’ll fall, you’ll sob,
But you’ll walk, you’ll walk.
And now you’ll understand,
That love lost never went,
And your God is not enough, enough.

You’ll never figure, though I know you’ll try to,
Bend all that seems to comply.
You’re not that apparent,
It’s not the feat but all the time you tried to,
All will become clear in…
I cannot tell you; you will not listen.

There is no other but the one you pine for,
Hold in your heart and your pride.
You can’t change what happened
So suffer, liars,
Nobody’s at fault.
You can’t hold it in.