All of Me

Emptied out, hands torn, nothing left to give. About loving someone all the way down to the last small piece and standing in the echo of it — the outline where they used to be, and no fire left anywhere on the floor.

Lyrics

I’ve got nothing left to give
I put it all out
Every secret that I hid
Every quiet doubt
Hands are empty, pockets torn
Hard like a used up match
Burned so bright for one small storm
Got nothing left to care

I gave you all of me
Every last small piece
Now I’m standing in the choir
Where the echoes never leave
I gave you all of me
Till it hurt just to breathe
Now there’s nothing in my hands
Just the outline where you used to be

I keep checking for a spark
In a room that’s dark and cold
Talking circles with the past
Till the story’s getting old
If you’re looking for that fire
It’s ashes on the floor
I can’t pour from what’s expired
I can’t give you anymore

I gave you all of me
Every last small piece
Now I’m standing in the choir
Where the echoes never leave
I gave you all of me
Till it hurt just to breathe
Now there’s nothing in my hands
Just the outline where you used to be

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