  this life it's so dark and i'm so cold where's my light at the end of the tunnel? where's my refuge against this bitter wind? she doesn't help making it only feel worse when will it all be over? when can i pick up the pieces of my heart and finally move on?
when is it my turn to live again? i'm just a battered refugee in the war of love but i don't have nowhere to escape to please god help me move on drinking hasn't helped to destroy this memory of her so god please help me be a man and move on don't let me sink further and drown when will it all be over?
when can i pick up the pieces of my heart and finally move on?
when is it my turn to live again?
i'm just a battered refugee in the war of love but i don't have nowhere to escape to janey sits there with her bottle of pills luke sits there with his gun annie lays there with the razor all crying out for help all crying out for help all crying out for the help that will never come because they are just heartbroken souls living in a world that doesn't care when will it all be over?
when can i pick up the pieces of my heart and finally move on?
when is it my turn to live again?
i'm just a battered refugee in the war of love but i don't have nowhere to escape to don't read into this last song/poem too much...i'll try to come up with some happier stuff soon... 
