The Fatalist

Love burns hot But love is cold Love's not bought But love is sold Cuts like glass Eats you whole Walks straight past Like you're unknown Lights go out And colours fade Nothing lasts Or So they say It was always To end this way the future's fixed Our choices made No tape No stitch Can put you back together You just go on A little broken forever This is how It all end Alone now "Message send" Nerves are raw Cover blown Where once had heart Now is stone No tape No stitch Can put you back together You just go on A little broken forever No tape No stitch Can fix this so consequentially It's fatalist But everything ends eventually