I'm dead to you, I'm dead to me.

I'm so cold and lonely.
It's like you've never known me.
For everything you've shown me.
You've suddenly outgrown me.
So in the ground you'll throw me.
Turn me to ashes, blow me.
And I will float on slowly.
And never come back only.
A spirit so unholy.
I'm just skin and bone see.
These tears I cry now choke me.
This world has finally broke me.

So I take my heart and paint it black.
No you cannot wish me back.
I'm dead to you, I'm dead to me.
There's nowhere else I'd rather be.
In your arms I am alive.
I never meant to make you cry.
It's my own soul I despise.
You'll rejoice the day I die.

There's nothing left of what I was.
We grew apart, at a cost.
I'm stranded here, I am lost.
My heart's now frozen, from the frost.
The depresive state, reignited.
And I don't even try to fight it.
Maybe I'm sick, maybe I like it.
It's addictive, care to try it?

So I take my heart and paint it black.
No you cannot wish me back.
I'm dead to you, I'm dead to me.
There's nowhere else I'd rather be.
In your arms I am alive.
I never meant to make you cry.
It's my own soul I despise.
You'll rejoice the day I die.