I've got this sinking feeling coming up inside
I can't let this go into my head
I can't be here
You can't trust me

Everyday I take the long way home
I see nothing of me in the things I own
Everyday I ask myself why life ain't fair
Why am I praying to a God I know isn't there?

It's the dead of winter
It's freezing cold
I'll just sit here all alone
Everyday I take the long way home
I see nothing of me in the things I own
Everyday I ask myself why life ain't fair
Why am I praying to a God I know isn't there?