you can try and try but nothing works
to be so kind but still you hurt
this creature you hide down in the dirt
its so unfair this kind of hurt

theres one thing in this life you learn
the pendulum swings-then you get burned
hoping-hoping for things to change
this lifes a book so turn the page

I try but it makes no sense at all
when time just seems to take it all
moving hands will tick life away
but in the end it doesn't really matter

searching but theres no one around
to wish for things to keep us sound
waiting and waiting for a friendly face
I feel so lost and out of place

you can hurt til the end of time
the words you say can't change your rhyme
you did your best to fit right in
but in the end it doesn't really matter