This heart shattered tattered and torn
Drawing back and attacking each other...

Looking at that tree standing there
Stoic strong and almost noble...

I sat there broken and alone
My weary heart had grown numb...

Nowhere to go so I crawl inside my head
from here i can see how much is dead...

Always looking for an escape
And another alibi to hide behind...

You see it in my eyes
i'm a broken man...