We suffer everyday,
What is it for,
These crimes of illusion
Are fooling us all,
And now I am weary,
And I feel like I do

It's only you,
Who can tell me apart,
And it's only you,
Who can turn my wooden heart

The size of our fight,
It's just a dream,
We've crushed everything,
I can see, in this morning selfishly,
How we've failed,
And I feel like I do

It's only you,
Who can tell me apart,
And it's only you,
Who can turn my wooden heart

Now that we've chosen to take all we can,
This shade of autumn, a stale bitter end,
Years of frustration lay down side by side

And It's only you,
Who can tell me apart,
And it's only you,
Who can turn my wooden heart

It's only you,
Who can tell me apart,
And it's only you,
Who can turn my wooden heart