My heart feels tired
And my pen's run dry
My blood's gone cold
I can no longer cry
Maybe it's time to forget her
Christ knows this time you really need her
Got no outlook now
Don't remember her name
I no longer hurt
And I feel so ashamed
This town always looks grey now
Christ yes you know it always rains now
A picture postcard
Without a destination
Kicked under the carpet
No help to find it
I stare at your face with a cold cold heart now
You stare at my face with a cold cold heart now
Maybe it's time to forget her
Christ knows this time you really need her
This town always looks grey now
Christ yes it always rains now
A picture postcard
Without a destination
Kicked under the carpet
No help to find it
I stare at your face with a cold cold heart now
You stare at my face with a cold cold heart now