Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

Spells, chants, and crystal balls None of them worked, I tried them all But you still haven't come back to me I called on magic I held my faith But it's all so tragic When hope has been erased  The angels said be patient The voices said be kind But how can I remain When you still aren't mine So I went to the psychic  But her answer, I didn't like it She said to weigh my options Then mixed me up a strange concoction  She added indifference with a bit of cynicism  She told me to take a sip and I'll be released from this prison And here I am completely over you Now I believe in magic There's nothing I can't do