I was a smart, outstanding boy
You were a troublesome youth...

In each and every way
i must praise the man up stairs...

If not I've loved, then love I not
For love equals in only pain...

I cut corners and lines into my skin
But the pain I hold goes much further in...

I've got nothing left to give
Nor anything left to share...

Something's a lurking, around the back
Creeping in the shadows, preparing to attack...

In the cold dark streets
where all men fear...

She says I'm breathing far too deep,
Says she's got a splitting headache...

I asked, and I begged, just for you to stay
But you took one look, and turned away...

Try seeing it from my side
Try always being wrong...

Did you ever seem to notice, all the children...
Did you ever seem to notice, men are dying in the...

I wonder sometimes
why do i even stay...