Designed for disaster,
betrayed with a kiss,
one bite from an apple and we cease to exist.

Is anyone listening?
Are we lost on our journey?
In our fancy fears are we yearning for glory?

How shall we know if your life is of merit?
What shall we know of these ruins we inherit?

From prejudice comes the prisons we share,
built with the drugs and the violence of those for whom we care.
We're all come of the same, but we act if its fair,
that another one's life is none others' care.

Life is a war in which we're all in.
You cant win the battles until you've conquered the sin.
My heart, it is breaking, bludgeoned outside and within.

Cutting words and bleeding verse,
those who don't deserve it arrive to it first.
On hands and knees, digging trenches to hide,
preserving armor for the battle at first-breaking light.

First come the soldiers, the liars, the thieves.
Then come the sinners, who die on their knees.
The funeral bells ring with no discrimination;
for the war is our own, no help from our nation.

Life is for living, but often dying comes first,
while waging the wars that were known since our birth.
For plagues are not locusts, frogs, or a flood;
but in hate, persecution, abuse, and our blood.

Some day we'll all die, and cease to exist,
I just hope that you know I wouldn't ask for all this.

I thought that you would change
so many times before
but I was wrong.
I was wrong.

And I thought you were different
this time around for sure,
but I was wrong.
I was wrong.

Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally see what I should see
Whoa, it hurts so good
to finally learn to move on

I'd love you in the evening,
but in the morning I'd say
that I was wrong.
I was wrong.

I'd sing songs of sweet redemption
until the feeling would stay,
but I was wrong.
I was wrong.

Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally see what I should see.
Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally learn to move on.

Now this is the beginning,
although it feels like the end,
because I was wrong.
Yeah, I was wrong.

Though I loved you for a long time,
now you are just a friend,
and I was wrong.
I was wrong.

Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally feel what I should feel.
Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally learn to move on

Whoa, it hurts so good,
to finally be where I should be.
Whoa, it hurts so good,
and I'd change everything if I could.

How many times have you lied to me now?
Its like counting sheep, but I'm sleeping in Hell.
With all of these bruised and battle scars now,
its like begging for change with nothing to sell.

No, I don't believe we can start over now,
with so much behind us I'd lie to myself.
I'm broken and bleeding, and getting just by.
I've lost thousands of tears, but I'm still alive

I'll survive, I'll get through this too
but nothings as easy when you're broken in two
The hardest thing I believe that I'll have to do,
is leave you behind

I'm not so naïve to forget the past.
Forgiving is easy, but forgetting don't last.
It all comes back clearly, when I least expect
Why would I choose to live this way?

I'll survive, I'll get through this too
but nothings as easy when you're broken in two
The hardest thing I believe that I'll have to do,
is leave you behind

Now its time to move on, I'm a little too late
Take care of yourself, don't give nothing away
And don't believe everything you hear people say
I'll always be thinking of you.

I'll survive, I'll get through this too
but nothings as easy when you're broken in two
The hardest thing I believe that I'll have to do,
is leave you behind

I still remember what she smells like
at least I think I do.
And I remember the way she parts her hair
and all the things she likes to do

Yes, I remember her in summer,
in winter, spring, and fall
and I remember the way she broke my trust
and my walk became a crawl

And I remember all the good times...

...and that don't change a thing

She wasn't ready for devotion
No, she had to play her games
Then she had to change all of the rules
and make me the one to blame

Yes, I remember all those lies she told
and how her words had made me feel
And I recall the nights I stayed awake
asking God if it was real

And I remember all the good times...
And that don't change a thing
No, that don't change a thing

So now I wonder if you hear me
and if you don't, then that's too bad
because you should know by now
its not all my fault,
and some things you can't take back

And I remember all the good times...
And that don't change a thing
No, that don't change a thing

I've been trying for way too long
to tell you that I wrote song about you
so here it goes

Now you've gone to sleep a bit too fast
I guess this was not meant to last forever
I suppose

Now I'm broken and alone
and part of me, wishes I was coming home
to you, still

So maybe I should start again
before you were my only friend
so I don't, end up alone

I write this down to tell myself
that you've become somebody else
who I don't even know

But I'm broken and alone
and part of me, wishes I was coming home
to you, still

Thank God that I can love myself
until I find somebody else to share with
Whom I don't know

As far as I know I can see
you and I shall never meet
before an altar stone

Still I'm broken and alone
and part of me, wishes I was coming home
to you, still

I'm broken and alone
and part of me, wishes I was coming home
to someone else.

Why can't things just stay the same?
Why does everything have to change?
I guess I'll go find someone to blame
oh here we go again...

I'd thought that I had done things right
but I guess I never really tried
Suppose I'll go find someone who cares
Or just go and live my life

Oh why can't I decide my own fate?
And why do I have to wait?
I guess I'm not like you

Why don't you came back down off your throne
and try and change me?
Rescue those like me who will never know..
and try and save me

Oh why can't I decide my own fate?
And why do I have to wait?
I guess I'm not like you