| Woe is me, oh this deception modifies myself
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| I’ve hurt my feelings now
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| Searching for reasons to make me sad
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| And always stricken with doubt
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| On the outside I’m small and grim
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| And on the in I’m feeling proud
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| Fearing I’m one in the same
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| No one remembers my name
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| Help me
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| Alone in confinement and shame
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| Help me…
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| Understanding this isn’t something that controls my life
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| I’d rather feed my pride
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| I’m painted black just like my world is dark
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| Might stick around for the ride
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| Woe, no feeling sorry for this lonely one
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| Just two or three are on my side
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| Woe, if we work together we can bring them down
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| How does that sound?
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| Fearing I’m one in the same
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| No one remembers my name
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| Help me
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| Alone in confinement and shame
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| Help me…
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| Everybody knows at least one
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| Scoffing at the phony fun
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| Never know why or what for
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| I’d love to see your face on the floor
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| Fearing I’m one in the same
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| No one remembers my name
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| Help me
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| Alone in confinement and shame… |