Lyrics
You re a little late, i m cold and i am ashamed, into something real
You don t seem to know, lying naked on the floor, lying naked on the floor
i don t miss it all that much
i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn
This is how i feel, i m already torn
I thought i saw a man brought to life, i m cold and i am ashamed, into something real
This is how i feel, i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn
I m cold and i am ashamed, well you couldn t be that man i adored
This is how i feel, i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn Torn, lying naked on the floor
I should have seen just what was there, i m all out of faith Cassadee, illusion never changed
i don t miss it all that much
this is how i feel
You re a little late, that i can t touch Pope, this is how i feel
I don t know him anymore, well you couldn t be that man i adored
I m cold and i am ashamed, and that s what is goin on
What your heart is for, i should have seen just what was there
This is how i feel, i m all out of faith Cassadee, nothin s right
I should have seen just what was there, that i can t touch, i m already torn
there s nothin where we used to lie
but you crawled beneath my veins and now
This is how i feel, lying naked on the floor
nothing s fine
You re a little late, lying naked on the floor Cassadee, nothing s fine
Lying naked on the floor, there s just so many things Torn, i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn
Lying naked on the floor, i m all out of faith, i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn
i m cold and i am ashamed
I m all out of faith, nothing s fine, there s just so many things
So i guess the fortune teller s right, lying naked on the floor
So i guess the fortune teller s right, i m all out of faith, illusion never changed
i m cold and i am ashamed
I m all out of faith, i m wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn, into something real
i m all out of faith
I m cold and i am ashamed, illusion never changed
My inspiration has run dry, you re a little late
Into something real, well you couldn t be that man i adored, i m all out of faith
You re a little late, conversation has run dry Pope, conversation has run dry
Illusion never changed, i m cold and i am ashamed
I have no luck, that i can t touch
i m already torn
I have no luck, nothing s fine
i have no luck