Miss The Pain

Much The Same

It's so easy to look outside myself

And point out all the blame

I'm saddened when I see a friend

No longer acting the same

I wonder how each one of them

So easily falls away

But the answer is identical

To how I got this way



No longer am I looking to you

In darkness I have remained

The struggling's a thing of the past

And sometimes I miss the pain



That pain is the evidence

I'm fighting for a cause

Every temptation a hurdle

I know we can cross

But then I let my guard down

And the battle is gone

Complacency takes over so

I know something's wrong



Help me, help me find my way

I'm tired, I'm tired

Of living this way

I need you to bring me back home

Because I, because I hate

Being alone, all alone