No Use For A Name

She was corruption when I was destruction
I'm seein' through her eyes like cellophane
It used to be I'd see her face and feel so small
Now the only face I see is the picture
I'm throwing darts at on the wall
Where did she go? When loneliness is all I had to show
If I couldn't trust her then, who could I trust?
The pillow is wet with tears and permanent rust
Just when I thought I was out of the dark
I'm holding her tight and she breaks the light