Numb to the touch of the heat on your skin. Like a ghost he slips through you and falls flat again. Pain from before it's what you abhor to let him sink his way in. Though you think it's right and you fight with all your might. The truth just begins to sink in. The need to be free to end his treachery takes ahold and fills you to the brim. Breaking free of his last melodies you can see the world without him. Running fourth with no remorse you feel the freedom and chase the wind. Passing moments carry the torn man from his sin. As he weeps in the night  staring at the stars holding the moonlight he prays. Oh god let it be me the one who can take the pain. Let it be me to be the one to remember her name. Let her be free of the unjustified love. Let her find the one she will love. Lord let her forget, forget all of me so that her heart be not torn. Oh lord I pray to thee in my time of need let her be free and forget about me.