I couldn't stop, they have abandoned us And I've got nothing to offer you My skin trembles, it wants to be used I've got no throne I am only happy on my own My heart runs harder, it wants to perform Now I only ever feel it when I want it to be torn, to be torn Like a hand, from its first love Like a lost kiss, from its vain hope Like a grown child, from its gaping wound Come back right now I am a witness of a broken new dawn Your fingers are weathered, your eyes are full of scars The raindrops collect with the tears at your mouth, at your mouth Where I once kissed your warm lips As my tongue tripped over white teeth Bitten soft skin with my hands tied Like a hand, from its first love Like a grown child, from its vain hope Like a grown child, from its gaping wound Come back right now I've got a straight I should not have come here with the wind in my sails I've blown you backwards, now your heart is in pain And I know you don't believe me But I'm sorry that I failed to be torn Like a hand, from its first love Like a lost kiss, from its vain hope Like a grown child, from its gaping wound