you nail yourself like Jesus,

posing on a cross

you're waiting for the savior,

you're waiting to get off

I seen you in the movies,

I've passed you on the street

I saw you walk on water

or was that make-believe



there is no love anymore



I am hanging helpless here,

in front of you

a broken toy, a puppet

that no one wants to use

I try to wake you slowly,

loathe the final round



there is no love anymore



I throw myself at the sky,

and fall back to the ground

I throw myself off the earth

and you don't hear a sound

trapped in rage, but you won't listen

bursting veins, but you won't listen



there is no love anymore