When you're gone
I'm in pieces again
Lying on the ground
Inside an empty head, so alone
You promised you were mine
And you haven't left
But right now I can't find you
Is there something left?
Bruised sploshes upon a face so fine
Quiet ignorance of another kind
Cuts and crevices on a face so pale
Walking in a sleep too strong to tear
Alone, together, alone, but in love
She should have thought better of
His words that were all true
Blood and impact, a greenish blue
A brighter blue than she's used to
