Churlita,
Sometimes we must be nailed to the cross in order to get close enough to understand it, but we still don't understand the crucifixion.
I'm a fool. I throw away what I can get and obsess over what I can't. And I can no more stop thinking like a fool just because I know it than I could cheer up just by realizing things could be worse.
there was a time when i had nothing to explain
oh, this mess i have made
but then things got complicated
my innocence has all but faded
oh, this mess i have made
and i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made
all the untested virtue
the things i said i'd never do
least of all to you
i know he's kind and true
i know that he is good to you
he'll never care for you more than i do
but i don't believe in love
and i can't be changed
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess
i have made the same mistakes
over and over again
there are rooms in this house that i don't open anymore
dusty books of pictures on the floor
that she will never see
she'll never see that part of me
i want to be for her
what i could never be for you
but i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made