When the life inside no doubt has died 
And you've turn your head away 
You tried to pay, but at the end of the day, it's you again, alone 

Alone, confined the mess in your mind 
When you can't relate to them 
You've reaped and sown, but little is known by those who aren't alone 

Why should a man learn not again what he has learned before? 
He's overcome but must succumb to what he's living for 

He tried and tried all those survived he missed, he's fallen short 
The little known, his heart of stone, will make him feel alone