These wounds that will not heal
Become a monument
A burial stone
For what we were
These broken vows consume
All hope for peace
Fighting against the tide,
Awaiting lifeless dawn
I am an open sore bleeding on your world
I am a heartless vulture in your eyes
Again I lose trying to reach out
Burning myself hoping for solace
I am another leper outside your city walls
I am another beggar outside your door
I gave it all and again I lose
I've got my hand out
And you push it away
I've got my hand out
You never take it
I don't know what else
I'm supposed to do
I am tired of pushing,
I'm tired of trying,
So sick of worry,
I'll end it all
I have done all I have for your love
But fear has won.