| Song Length |
5:41 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - Heavy Metal |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Infuriated, Distressed |
| Subject |
Anger |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Nine years old
A headstone
Didn't ever think that she would leave
Me behind
On my own
I hope that you were fucking proud of me
I'd been blind
You're unkind to me
Sigh
Guess that's just the Lord's Work
Never giving me the things I asked for
Harboring the dreams that I would break for
Keeping all my hopes just out of reach
Guess that's just the Lord's Work
Set me up to fail so you can take more
Hoping that I'll fall just for your fake wars
When all's said and done you'll say I'm clean
You want me to love you, I don't
You want me to trust you, I won't
Countless suffer at your hands
Say it's all part of your plan
You want me to love you, I don't
You want me to trust you, I won't
Countless suffer at your hands
Say it's all part of your plan
No one heard
Me alone
Never in those years I'd ever seen
The lord's work
In my home
If you were real it all would be a dream
You want me to love you, I don't
You want me to trust you, I won't
I think you're just a man