#1 on the Goth Rock Charts! Thanks to everyone who listened to a guy go on and on about a broken heart :)

» highest in charts:   # 3   (191,208 songs currently listed in Rock)
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Yet another in a long list of songs i wrote about a woman I haven't spoken to in years. Sure, I could just get over it, but it's much MUCH more fun this way :)

On the floor
In the bedroom
Lies a photograph
A capture of time and space
An image of wasted days

I can’t bring myself to understand
I can’t bring myself to see things your way

In the closet
Where your dresses hung
Like reminders of when we were young.
And bold enough and blind enough
Too blind to see where the bleeding never stops

I can’t bring myself to understand
I can’t bring myself to see things your way

She dances to me
She dances away
She dance to my arms
She dances on my grave

This is the breaking
The coming apart
This is the process
Of tearing in two

Not to put too fine a point upon it
There’s not much reason to pretend
There’s not much left to build upon
There’s not much here at all

You can dance to this
And cut yourself in two
You can rise above
And fail in invisible ways

But in the bedroom on the nightstand
Lies a book of faces
Choose the one that fits you
Choose the one that makes you whole

But if you wear the face long enough
To see what I see
You will find the difference
The space between you and me

The space between you and me
The space between you and me

The Breaking
The Breaking