This Divide

I wrote something once, but it did not matter.
That’s what happens when your heart is in tatters.
I tried to sing for you but you hated my voice.
That’s what happens when all you hear is just noise.

One world, torn in two,
but I’m still whole without you,
and it’s a better world, Baby, of my own design,
I’m just too stubborn to lay down and resign.

Somber is the song deep inside of my heart,
but somewhere there’s a layer for a new start.
My voice is still ugly, but life can be too.
Who’d have thought I’d be prettier without you?

I’m prettier
so much prettier
without you.

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