Torn red heart.

You don’t love me
What’s to love anyway
You don’t love me
Would love be my saving grace?
You don’t love me

It’s delirium
It’s a childlike dream
then it fades away
It’s illusion
Would love put me in my place?
The illusion
The delirium
The delusion

I’m going nowhere
Now I’m going nowhere

You don’t love me
What’s to love anyway
You don’t love me
Would your love be my saving grace?
You don’t love me

Now I’m going nowhere
I’m going nowhere
I’m going nowhere
with my torn red heart
with my torn red heart
with my torn red heart
Lanegan

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