Lyrics Torn - 48th St. Collective

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well, you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
No, I don't know him anymore

There's nothin' where we used to lie
Conversation has run dry
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'm ashamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
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
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things, I can't touch

I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold, and I'm ashamed, 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
Torn

Nothing where we used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
And that's what is goin' on
Nothing's fine

I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold, and I'm ashamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake, and I can see the perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
Torn

I'm already torn