I've been caught... between the lines across my face
Then I'm open... to all the nights of my disgrace
When I focus in... I feel the black blood through my veins

Then I'm open... to all the bitter driving rain

I've been caught... between the lines across my face

Then I'm open... to all the nights of my disgrace
When I focus in... I feel the black blood through my veins
Then I'm open... to all the bitter driving rain


When I get that feeling I will stumble through the air
A part of me that's missing something simply is not there


Could it be I'm not so old
Could it be I'm not so broken

Could it be that life will open up again

Could it be I'm not so old

Could it be I'm not so broken
Could it be that life will open up again


Could it be I'm not so old
Could it be I'm not so broken
Could it be that life will open up again


Could it be I'm not so old
Could it be I'm not so broken

Could it be that life will open up again
(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart
(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart

(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart
(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart
(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart

(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart
(so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart
(so broken) (so broken) the blackest blood the blackest heart