The stars are dying in the sky
But you never wonder, wonder why
And you don't think that it matters
That I heard your laughter
When you told me no.
It was in your voice, under your words,
Sad sympathy like carrion birds
You sounded nice, but your face said
Cruel and cold things in your stead
In the winter time we're waiting
And dying from the hating
The world falls apart around me
But it's nothing without you besides me
Though I sometimes wish it wasn't so.
It was in your voice, under your words,
Sad sympathy like carrion birds
You sounded nice, but your face said
Cruel and cold things in your stead
The breaking of my dreaming was
The breaking of the world because
I have no illusions left
Not after my heart was cleft
And I know you'd say no again.
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