That night I stopped believing in heaven I can’t believe in a god that cruel Can you? That night I stopped praying on my knees But I don’t pray standing either Do you? That night I closed the door and closed the window I’ve been sitting in the dark Are you? That night I learned happiness is a fairy tale A thousand pages read aloud By you That night I stopped believing in God You were ours, he didn’t care, he Took you So that night I stopped . . . I stopped . . . I just Stopped. That night I stopped. I stopped. I just stopped. That night I stopped. I . . .
