I've Got Nothing Left To Kiss And Tell

I've got nothing left to kiss and tell That's how much I hurt now like hell And I don't need a saviour So don't even bother reminding me Of my own, one-time sordid misbehaviour So don't even-throw-stones at me Because I refuse to break I refuse to hurt or ache. I've got nothing left to kiss and tell That's how much I hurt now like hell And I don't need any guidance So don't even try to map my future out I've already learned to live in subsidence I need little; I'll find water in a drought And in the near future, I'll thrive Cause I've learned how to survive. I've got nothing left to kiss and tell That's how much I hurt now like hell But I'll cleave-open a heaven Like a rainbow in the air. Gold's at the end of the road I reckon Not everything can be unfair And I'll find love someday, I swear Cause I believe in the power of prayer. I've got nothing left to kiss and tell That's how much I hurt now like hell But faith is an ember ever-present And if I sleep, it's only a short hibernation A tear on closed pressed lips like dew omnipresent A call to the spring to wake Look around this world there's nothing completely opaque.