Cuts کے بول

There will be ice on the moon There will be glass in my eyes There will be thorns in my heart There will be broken bits inside There won't be sun on my face And not one smile to be seen There will be salty lemon cuts All over every inch of me Cause I am lost And I am used And I am desperately a wreck here without you I am deaf, too tired to sleep Oh I am horribly alone and incomplete There won't be fireworks or stars There won't be flowers anywhere It will be winter all year long And darling, I won't even care And all the movies will be sad And everybody will be drunk I'll smoke a million cigarettes And never talk to anyone Cause I am lost And I am used And I am desperately a wreck here without you I am deaf, too tired to sleep Oh I am horribly alone and incomplete There will be ice on the moon Glass in my eyes Thorns in my heart And broken bits inside