| It’s desperation in my face from
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| A lifetime of pain and isolation
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| Everyday is just the fucking same
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| I want to change but I can’t get my foot in any door
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| Every time I knock there’s nobody home
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| But what’s the point in waiting outside alone
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| The doors are locked and there’s no windows
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| And outside it’s always thirty below
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| It’s desperation in my face from
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| A lifetime of pain and isolation
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| Everyday is just the fucking same
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| I want to change but I can’t get my foot in any door
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| Every time I knock there’s nobody home
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| But what’s the point in waiting outside alone
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| The doors are locked and there’s no windows
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| And outside it’s always thirty below
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| Just when I feel like it might not be so bad
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| It always kicks and tells me where I stand
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| All this strife and all these tears
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| And all this anger from all these years
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| Has left me broken and is what keeps me here
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| I’ll never be happy without you here |