I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well bạn couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care what your tim, trái tim is for
Well I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right...