The Bleeding Heart of a Standing Wall

I’m pouring my heart all over your soul, But nothing can come without a toll, My emotions are being torn to shreds, Like a needle tearing through the threads, But in the end no walls will fall, In fact they’ll be standing tall, Only to one with such a fate, Your lies have arrived a little too late, For in the end when the walls wont fall, Your lies will surely get hanged in the hall.