From Autumn To Ashes.

Autumn:

Oh why can't I be what you need?

A new improved version of me.

But I'm nothing so good,

no I'm nothing.

Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs

of violence, of love and of sorrow.

I beg for just one more tomorrow.

Where you hold me down, fold me in,

deep, deep, deep in the heart of your sins.

I break in two over you.

I break in two 

and each piece of me dies,

and only you can give the breath of life.

But you don't see me,

you don't.

Here I'm in between darkness and light,

bleached and blinded by these nights.

Where I'm tossing and tortured until dawn

by you, visions of you, then you're gone.

The shock that lifts the red from my face

when I hear someone's taking my place.

How could love be so thoughtless? So cruel?

When all, all that I did was for you.

 

I break in two over you.

I break in two 

and each piece of me dies, 

and only you can give the breath of life.

But you don't see me.

You don't.

Ashes:

You might be just what I need.

No, I would not change a thing.

Been dreaming of this so long, 

but we only exist in this song.

The thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow,

and if you come and meet me tomorrow, 

I will hold you down, fold you in,

deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live.

I break in two over you.

I break in two,

and if a piece of you dies,

Autumn, I'll bring you back to life. 

Of course, I see you.

I do.