I often see you cry your eyes out
Then I see you run away
Yes, I see you shout with no sound
Burning yourself up in flames
No one will say that you will be OK
No one will escape or hide from the weak man's fate
Now it's too late, we've done what we could
The weak is still in pain
Like the strong never would
Lend me your ears
And hold my hand
Cease your fairy tales while you still can
Get yourself back to the real world
Yes it's harsh and sad but some of it works
Now it's too late, we've done what we could
The weak is still in pain
Like the strong never would
Lend me your ears
And hold my hand
Cease your fairy tales while you still can
Get yourself back to the real world
Yes it's harsh and sad but some of it works