My Fork in the Road(Your Knife in My Heart)

Like a small child searching for their mother,

I'm lost and confused, wanting to scream, as I build upon my own disaster,

Is this what it feels like to be alone?

Like you've been left in a frozen, desolate wasteland to bear the cold?

My heart is a war torn battlefield,

Trouble and heartbreak like a flying bullet, unwilling to yield.

I'm lost in an endless tunnel of despair.

I'm in far too deep for any hope of finding repair.

 

My heart is now a blockade, unable to be broken,

Like finding a fork in the raod, I've lost my direction,

Like a convict released from prison I ask for a new start,

About then your knife goes through my heart.

 

My life is a broken mirror,

As I hope the final chapter draws nearer,

I'll close the curtains on my life's show,

Take one last bow before I go,

I know no one will remember my name,

When a new actor graces the stage,

I walk through life unnoticed, a nobody,

So I surrender myself to sin, knowing I'll never find myself, find somebody.

 

My heart is now a blockade, unable to be broken,

Like finding a fork in the raod, I've lost my direction,

Like a convict released from prison I ask for a new start,

About then your knife goes through my heart.