If I could make a list   Of my mistakes and regrets   I'd put your name on top   And every line after it      Because every inch of hope   Becomes a world of shame   I've had to walk through   Each and every day      And if I screamed you were wrong   At the top of my lungs   It would never return   All the faith that I've lost      Because there is nothing left to say   That has not been said   If I shouted, you wouldn't listen   I doubt it'd even sink in      If you forget how to feel   Reach inside your chest   Is there a heart beating?   Is there just emptiness?