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TORN (NATALIE IMBRUGLIA)

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-or seem to care what your heart is for 
I don't know him anymore 
There's nothin' where he used to lie 
My conversation has run dry
That's what goin'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
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
That I can't touch
I'm torn
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin'on
Nothing's right I'm torn...