He looked into her empty eyes for something he could regonizenbut all he saw was smoke and mirrors, or maybe that was walls of fearnShe knew the road she walked was stained, her life was spinning 'round the drainnand so he pressed his fingertips against her alabaster wristnntonight I'm just to tired to praynlast night I swore I'd pray todayntomorrow I know what I'll saynthere's just no time to find the waynThe hour glass is spilling sandnI wish that you could understandnI share that wishnYou really do?nA love like this will bleed the truthnnI'm sure of it, I'm sure of itnthere has to be a cure for itnif tragedy killed our love songnwhy do I feel that heart keep beating on?nna bobby pin a false eyelash the scar that runs along your backnthose dead blue eyes and nightmare screams it's time we had the sweetest dreamsnthe toxin now is running scared, this lovesickness was not preparednfor something no one else could see, infection dreads this enemynnI'm sure of it, I'm sure of itnthere has to be a cure for itnif tragedy killed our love songnwhy do I feel that heart keep beating on?nnthe circulations coming back, the eyelids twitch and fade from blacknthe heart that felt completely numb is pounding steady as a drum