EMIN, JONY - Fireplace

The dream that's left of us
Our pictures in the ash
But I can't burn these memories trapped in my heart
Now all that's left of us
Is love that I can't touch
All your empty promises break when you fall
Into pieces, oh
Hanging on to every word you said
Like a smoke you keep filling my lungs
All our dreams echo in my head
Stole my heart and turned my love into a weapon
Bullets of deception
Never pulled the trigger
Always kept me guessing
Now I'm watching you walking out the door
And pick up my heart laying on the floor
There's something about your violence