The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
The Classic Crime
A couple of years and I'm a silhouette
My halo is broken now and I'm all that's left
I hate to disappoint but it's the way things went
I was blind to the things I did
And deaf to what was said
Tie up these loose ends
'Cause voices are calling me out
I've got the solution:
You can feed me to something
That is leaving this town
Whoa, I'm losing hope
There's a hole in my heart
That's been cut out of stone
Whoa, cold comes cold goes
Could you fill this hole?
'Cause I can't do it alone
A couple of tears and I'm a broken mess
The sadness has taken me far too deep in regret
So sing me a song about something good
My heart's on the threshing floor
And I've done every single thing I could
I used to believe in some kind of feeling
That could change everything I thought I knew
But that door is closed and
My heart feels like it's frozen
If you hear me I can't feel you
Whoa, I'm losing hope
There's a hole in my heart
That's been cut out of stone
Whoa, cold comes cold goes
Could you fill this hole?
'Cause I can't do it alone
The coldest heart can be brought to life
When it's thrown into the fire of goodbyes
I've got the coldest heart