So i guess the fortune teller's right,

Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light,

To crawl beneath my pain and now, 

I don't care, I have no luck, I don;t miss it all that much,

there's just so many things, that i can't touch I'm torn,

i'm all out of faith,

this is how i feel

i'm cold and i'm afraid. 

nothings fine i'm torn.