911, what's your emergency? My emergency? My heart is a casualty. Operator, listen, he doesn’t ask about my day, he just looks away. The silence screams inside this room, consuming my gloom. No morning kisses, just missed wishes and cold dishes. We used to fold the sheets, now he just folds the truth. He's a physical presence, but a ghost in his youth. It’s a bright darkness, a freezing flame. He lives in our house, but plays a different game. I’m bleeding out, but there’s no blood to see. Operator, is this a crime in the first degree? Operator, tell me, how do you fix a fading flame? (How do you fix a fading flame?) He forgot my touch, he forgot my name. (He forgot my touch, he forgot my name.) Hot tears, cold fears, wasting all these years. Operator, send a rescue for the soul, ‘Cause half a man is making me unwhole. The quiet starts to riot, a toxic diet. He buys me flowers, but they wilt in hours, devoured by the showers. He doesn’t hold the door, he just stares at the floor. He holds his phone like it’s a precious stone, Smiling at a screen while I’m weeping on my own. The distance grows, the river flows, everybody knows. Where’s the man who used to hold my hand in the grocery aisle? Now I walk a lonely mile just to see him smile. Please tell me you understand. Operator, tell me, how do you fix a fading flame? (How do you fix a fading flame?) He forgot my touch, he forgot my name. (He forgot my touch, he forgot my name.) Hot tears, cold fears, wasting all these years. Operator, send a rescue for the soul, ‘Cause half a man is making me unwhole. Operator, the betrayal is cold, a story unfolding, so cruel to be told. He traded our silver for some counterfeit gold. I smelled a foreign floral fume filling up the room, a perfume of doom. He was sneaking past the porch, putting out our torch. He kissed her neck while I was washing his clothes, The loyalty died and the sorrow arose. He lied inside, took my pride, left me nowhere to hide. He broke the bond, leaving heartache in his wake. I was building a future, he was walking away. Now I’m staring at the hands of a paralyzed day. Operator, please tell me, how do you fix a fading flame? (How do you fix a fading flame?) He forgot my touch, he forgot my name. (He forgot my touch, he forgot my name.) Hot tears, cold fears, wasting all these years. Operator, please send a rescue for the soul... I’m losing control, I'm losing control. Ma'am, please stay on the line. I'm sending help to your location.
