These tears I've cried a thousand I'm slowly losing ground Oh, what have I done? Oh, a setting sun Oh, what have I done? Oh, a setting sun In silence cold december Just barely treading water If to live is to suffer, I have lived a thousand lives Over and over, had my happiness denied Lifeless and souless and Loveless and hopeless A pathetic mess in a heap on the floor I am the catalyst, Destroyer of my own world