Title: Torn
Subtitle:
Artist: Natalie Imruglia
Album: Left Of The Middle
Author:
Copyright:
Tabled by: Will Foster
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Tempo: 96 BPM
Tracks: 6
Instruments:
Bars: 105

Lyric

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well, you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know, seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where he used to lie
The conversation has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's fine, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now

I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
Torn

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's right, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed, bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late
I'm already torn
Torn

(Oh yeah, a little)
(Oh yeah, a little)
(Oh yeah, a little)