My heart can't feel what I know
My mind can't see what I show
My lips can't tell what I say
My hands can't grab what I pray

That's how you know somethings wrong
It's so much like a song
That's how you see somethings weird
It's so much like a fear
That's how you feel somethings strained
It's so much like pain.

Screaming doesn't help, crying doesn't help
Shattered hearts don't get fixed, because you can cut yourself.

Broken pieces of a shattered heart cuts your body so far