You are too cruel, for a man with so much to loose
I owe you nothing, no more of my time

I have not struggled, not a blemish on my skin
Yet the flowers are wilting, no vase to put them in

I lost faith in your pain
Unable to follow your games
I let you lead for a change, now we are lost,
and you are to blame

Oh life folds out, a book without a spine
A detective with nothing to find, a murder without the crime

Watch the glass between your toes, for the cut will bleed
There is no bandage in the world, that can heal me
I cut a link in your chain, and replaced it with a name
It's not a person that you knew, but a person all the same

I stole my ambitions from you
Unable to follow them through
I'm lost in this dust left by you
And now I am blind, and I wish you were too

Oh life folds out, a book without a spine
A detective with nothing to find, a murder with the crime