I see you've got one
I've got one too
Came with instructions
Along with a tube of Elmer's glue

I like to take mine
Do you take yours too
Out for a Sunday drive
Or a plane flight to Timbuktu

I like to keep mine
Safely by my side
You know how these things
Can get sidetracked in life

Since I only have one
And you only have one too
If I ever find another one
I'll gladly share with you

I know that you have no idea
That this is even going on
Since so many years it's been
And all with you being gone

No one would believe me
Or accept all this as true
With you being so sweet and innocent
There's no way this is you

But I can't tell you how long now
You've been on this killing spree
As it is your memory
Keeps on killing me

That being all that I have left
Since you are here no more
Still you twist the blade with my thoughts of you
A little deeper in my heart

Until again you pierce the vain
That brings you back to mind
Burning through every part of me
Like wild fire, memory kept alive

So it can continue
On its crazy killing spree
Because it is your memory
That keeps on killing me

Here in this my darkest hour
Chilled down to the marrow bone
Once a vibrant now fading flower
Where soon only weeds will grow

I had thought myself invincible
Here now holding auditions with death
As he freely asks morbid questions of me
Standing naked with no dignity left

Too late now I find myself looking inward
At the empty boxes lining my soul
Knowing full well that I was forewarned
That one day this bell would toll

Looking back on the years I have wasted
At mine and others expense
A bitterness so strong you can taste it
The flavor, my own detriment

I clearly see what could be to late for me
Breathing out my final battle cry
When in the end neither fame not fortune
Could replace my need for Jesus Christ