Blood from a Stone

The final curtain revealed nothing at all
Piled up like junk at the end of the hall
Empty bottles long since drained
Cheapened by the smell that no longer remained
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t
I said I still do but but she said that I won’t
The ending was written a long time ago
It’s a foregone conclusion that you just didn’t know
What do you want to hear
Now that you’re alone?
Nothing left to give anymore
Like blood from a stone
Silence echoes through the lonely room
Torn by the madness but no longer consumed
I see you in the mirror but the mirror is gone
Paralyzed and numb but I have to move on (ch)