WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

Where we treat life as no more than a game
Moving with ease
As we pick up each piece
When losing it's others we blame

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

Where love has been put in it's place
We know all to well
Just look at the child
It's written all over his face

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

With an attitude of what's mine is mine
What little you hold
You don't dare let it go
Did I mention what's mine is mine

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

Where not much is left with which to cope
With eyes open wide
We still can't hear the cries
Is that reason enough to lose all hope

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

Where a man no longer measures his worth
By the state of affairs
Or if he even cares
Whether or not life throws him a curve

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

Where we're no longer shocked over what all we see
Or what it is we hear
Did I hear that clear
Does that surprise you like it surprises me

WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...

I'm just stating a much well known fact
Goodness has been gone for awhile
But it went out in style
And I don't see it soon coming back

NOW THAT WE LIVE IN THE CRUELEST OF WORLDS...