you nail yourself like 
Jesus, posing on a cross you're waiting for the savior, you're waiting to get off 
I seen you in the movies, 
I've passed you on the street 
I saw you walk on water or was that make-believe there is no love anymore 
I am hanging helpless here, in front of you a broken toy, a puppet that no one wants to use 
I try to wake you slowly, loathe the final round there is no love anymore 
I throw myself at the sky, and fall back to the ground 
I throw myself off the earth and you don't hear a sound trapped in rage, but you won't listen bursting veins, but you won't listen there is no love anymore