take something ugly
        (you and me)
and turn it into something beautiful
                                      (us)

my heart now calls
for no one in particular

there's no longer a face
                             (your face)
etched into my heart

I'm empty
           empty
               empty

and I've never been more glad

I always held you in my heart
   while you held me at arms length

but by the time I forced you out of my heart,
   you finally held me in your arms.

After all this heartache,
   my heart is scarred
and I don't know where to hold you.

      (all I know is that your arms feel like home)