You nail yourself like jesus,
posing on a cross
you're waiting for the savior,
you're waiting to get off
i seen you in the movies,
i've passed you on the street
i saw you walk on water
or was that make-believe

there is no love anymore

i am hanging helpless here,
in front of you
a broken toy, a puppet
that no one wants to use
i try to wake you slowly,
loathe the final round

there is no love anymore

i throw myself at the sky,
and fall back to the ground
i throw myself off the earth
and you don't hear a sound
trapped in rage, but you won't listen
bursting veins, but you won't listen

there is no love anymore