Getting tired of repeating each day
feeling weary, drifting far away...

In a crowded room
She's completely alone...

Holding out my hand
"May I have this dance?&quot...

We are beaten,
battered, and bruised...

Looking back...
I know when to see...

I know what you have done to her
I know of all the lies...

Try your best to comfort me
But I know your love don't come free...

Longing for your voice
Desperate for desire...

Sometimes it's hard to breathe
It's like I'll choke on air...

If you're crying out your eyes
let the tears roll down your face...

Surround me in your presence
Anticipating pain...

Society's view upon me now
on insanity they feed...