Every

Every part speaks your name
Trace a path to your shame
We look for solid gold in plastic bags in wasted hours
Turning a magic trick into a light into a show
Apart from you, I have no one
I turn my head, my back is broke
Apart from you, I have no one
I turned my head, my back is broke
Apart from you, I have no one
I turn my head, my back is broke
Apart from you, I have no one