I cried my heart out
Just when I thought all was lost
I then found myself.

The past won't let go
Tried hard with nothing to show
A hard row to ***.

My old empty shell
I'm in search of a new one,
a new kind of hell.

I'll still follow you,
this love unrequieted,
till the moon grows dim.

I'm watching TV
Like in any other day
But this is Sunday
And the devoted they pray
Now i would join in
If I thought it mattered
But it's all about the money
My image is shattered
I used to go religiously
To church and Sunday school
But I was young then
And church seemed so cool
Now I worship in my own home
In a tee shirt and blue jeans
And say grace over a dinner
Of hot dogs and baked beans.

I can't find friends
Where could they possibly be?
Oh the weather's not fair
I wasn't thinking you see
I know they existed
In fantasy and myth
That gave me hope
And the trust that comes with
But my life has grown hard
I need them here now
I was there for them
But out they bow
But there are good folks
Didn't mean to knock them all
With you at your lowest points
They visit an call
I am just a skeptic
Experience has changed me
It's just my broken heart talking
Feel free to disagree.

There's no hope for us.
We dance against the music.
Then the long drive home.