He left his mark on me, a short, narrow road that turned slowly down
He made his mark on me, he turned me to gold only to rust me out
He put his arm on me, he brought me to life then he choked me out
He put his time on me, and I count all the days that mean nothing to me now
Now I'm left in pieces, my heart keeps on bleeding
These words have no meaning, I'm only a half
He cut me to pieces, and left me no secret
To spin my whole around
He was a book to read, I tried to define all the pages he could hide
He left his mark on me, I tried my best to erase it every time
But I'm left in pieces, my heart keeps on bleeding
These words have no meaning, I'm only a half
He cut me to pieces, and left me no secret
To spin my whole around
My whole around
My whole around
My whole around
My whole around
My whole around
My whole around