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
I thought I saw a girl brought to life
she was warm she came around like she was dignified
she showed me what t was to cry
Well you couldn't be that girl I adored
she don't seem to know - or seem to care what my heart is for
I don't know her anymore
there's nothing where she used to say
my conversations has run dry
that's what's goin' on
nothing's fine
that I can't touch