My brains gone, my souls warm, my sprit is torn

[fivetoone]

with all your made up lies, i hold my own in conversations still... i try to compromise but never had a chance and never will... the way your you are inside, covers up your feelings once again.. i cant see through your eyes... you act like you dont understand

the evidence presents itself accusingly, your absence speaking everything you think of me

constants arent so constant anymore... if im a world away