With a noose around my heartI am hung right in the center of your closetThere on display, aloneI will be the most appeasing nowSo you can pick me to wearBlood stainedTorn apartWorn outI ask these lost meaningsThat I know so well »What will make me see in the dark? » »True love »And my eyes open upThen the sun burnt outSo I sacrificed it all, all I had left for once last glimpse of herThen I fell apartSo I ask these lost meanings: to be blood stained, worn out, and torn apart »Why haven’t I been given my life back? »And I knew it was because I gave my heart away to a sharpened blade