No Price Paid [ Verse 1 ] I sat perfectly still in that cold metal chair, Through the heavy glass, the room hummed a harsh, low sound. Fluorescent light glared on sterile white walls, a silent dare, Three years, two months, four days since my love was stolen, and The man who took him, strapped to the table, just beyond the pane, My knuckles were white, clutching memories to numb the pain. [ Chorus 1 ] This cold metal chair, it holds me in its harsh, cold grip, This justice, served at last, won't save me from the deep Into the void, the truth that cuts me oh so deep. Justice won't bring him back to me, though I no longer weep. [ Verse 2 ] I watched without blinking as the warden gave his sign, The clear tubes filled, chemicals began their silent flow. A sharp, cold satisfaction, I thought was finally mine, The monster paying his price, a seed of peace I felt would grow. His chest stopped moving, took his final, quiet breath, No more terror, no more fear, just what the law could send. [ Chorus 2 ] This cold metal chair, it holds me in its harsh, cold grip, This justice, served at last, won't save me from the deep Into the void, the truth that cuts me oh so deep. Justice won't bring him back to me, though I no longer weep. [ Bridge ] When his chest stopped moving, and the heavy curtain closed, That sharp, cold satisfaction shattered, deeply exposed. A crushing, hollow emptiness washed over me instead, I looked at the worn leather wallet, at its frayed stitch, unsaid. The man who destroyed my world was gone, paid his final debt, But the closure I had prayed for didn't bring my love back now, A new kind of despair; my bed would still be empty tonight. [ Verse 3 ] The guards dispersed, a quiet shuffle, doors sealed shut once more, The sterile room went silent, a vast and empty shore. The hum of the lights, a stark reminder of what had been, Three years, two months, and four days, and nothing changed within. The absence remained, a chill that seeped into my bones, Just quiet walls, and vacant air, and silent, heavy tones. [ Final Chorus ] Through the heavy glass, I see my own reflection blur, This cold metal chair, it holds where grief will still occur. This justice, served at last, just showed me what I'd always known, My husband's gone forever, and I am still alone. His memory lives, but he does not, and that's the truth I bear. [ Outro ] Still alone... My bed still empty... The silence of the room... The heavy glass window... Just emptiness.
