Love of God, it won’t let me touch you.
Devil’s grip, it won’t let me breathe.
Fools gold is love over money.
This time I’ve lost my control.

Love of God, it won’t let me near you.
Devil’s grip is all over me.
Perfect is less than perfection.
This time I don’t want to see what’s left of me.

Love of God, you won’t disappoint me.
Fail to feel, I don’t want to feel.
Leave me, I’m broken and hungry.
This time I don’t want to feel what’s left to feel.

Here and forever, I have found
Life with no answers. You have found
Here in the anti I have gone.
Skin black from bruising.