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