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