Tonight I let loose the dove In futile hopes of its return Watch bleeding feathers and flags unfurl Free with the breeze that burns me I know that I pushed you to fall apart These eyes are blackened now to what is real Someday I'll touch you with my heart This prosthetic heart has broken itself Torn in string and letting loose all it had This shell can only contain its screams for so long Blackened brow, blood as oil to burn Boiling over to fuel this loss These eyes are black and blue and imprinted with you face An image I will never forget Today I will staple myself back together With black hair stitches I will be whole again And on that day the madman will raise his eyes Staring at me with a tear and a laugh The oldest of phrases falls from his parted lips... "I told you so..."