Image of Hell کے بول

You left me wearing nothing but a shell You left me wearing nothing but a shell This feeling you've left me, is the image of hell I thought that you loved me Ah, but then I never could tell I thought that you loved me but then I never could tell This feeling you left me is the image of hell If you loved me like you said that you did Oh, then darling you couldn't have done the things that you did You walk by my door, but you don't ring my bell You walk by my door, but you don't ring my bell