You were kinda mine
I was kinda yours
We had a kind of love
Now it has all burned into ashes
Smoke is dark
As the heart of glass was tainted in black

I can't cry anymore
My tears are healing my heart
From the inside
The wound is just too sore
To heal by itself like before

You marked my heart
With iron and burning steel
I needed you too much
And you just needed me, maybe