I wake up alone In a new house In a new bed I’ve made for us Without a clue My picture of you Is no more than a fantasy A script I once lived by
And I’m left with the shame When calling your name Without an answer And I, I want to grow careless and free I’ve got more to give, but not more to gain From this confusion So I’m forcing myself to face the truth
Hear myself shout
I live alone in the ashes of us A sweet wornout memory A future that was I live alone in the ashes of us I live, I live, I live Minutes turning to hours Turning to years, turning to comfort But I, I want to have fun I want to laugh, I want the wind in my back This thing has turned into a joke Some kind of excuse I’m getting used to
I live alone in the ashes of us Have to keep up with the rythm we lost Oh, I live I live, I live, I live
Ashes of Us
I wake up alone In a new house In a new bed I’ve made for us Without a clue My picture of you Is no more than a fantasy A script I once lived by
And I’m left with the shame When calling your name Without an answer And I, I want to grow careless and free I’ve got more to give, but not more to gain From this confusion So I’m forcing myself to face the truth
Hear myself shout
I live alone in the ashes of us A sweet wornout memory A future that was I live alone in the ashes of us I live, I live, I live Minutes turning to hours Turning to years, turning to comfort But I, I want to have fun I want to laugh, I want the wind in my back This thing has turned into a joke Some kind of excuse I’m getting used to
I live alone in the ashes of us Have to keep up with the rythm we lost Oh, I live I live, I live, I live
