[Verse 1]
I'm made of clay, you shoot me down
I'll ricochet to the ground
Your words of paint, they draw me out
And fill me in with your mouth
And hold your tongue
And I know it's over before it's begun
I lost my way, so help me out
And lend your hand 'til I am found
My voice is mute, not to be heard
So it's up to you for you to bring those words
[Hook]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
[Verse 2]
This grief you give, it takes its toll
And it dries my heart and drowns my soul
I am a tree, whose branch you broke
The brittle wood has turned to stones, oh
[Hook]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
For the last time
For the last time
I'm made of clay, you shoot me down
I'll ricochet to the ground
Your words of paint, they draw me out
And fill me in with your mouth
And hold your tongue
And I know it's over before it's begun
I lost my way, so help me out
And lend your hand 'til I am found
My voice is mute, not to be heard
So it's up to you for you to bring those words
[Hook]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
[Verse 2]
This grief you give, it takes its toll
And it dries my heart and drowns my soul
I am a tree, whose branch you broke
The brittle wood has turned to stones, oh
[Hook]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
For the last time
For the last time
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