You've wasted me 
Nothing loves, nothing dreams. 
Nothing bleeds inside of you 
You've washed me away 
Isn't it nice how it's all so clean when it was once so 
dirty? 
I know the stains are still there, just hidden, and made 
up to look like everything's so clear. 
I don't want to be there when everything falls to pieces 
inside of me. 
When it all breaks I will call your name.