Broken like an angel

Flying low
flying alone
falling out of grace
dying from seclusion
dying from this illusion
tangled in poison lace

nothing more resides
nothing in his heart besides
the faint pulse of his bleeding love
beat by beat
he fallls apart
into a lonely puddle

if you listen close
and if you find his peices
remember how he tried
if you feel his ghost
if it's you he needed
remember how you lied