We are children of divorce
Spiritual mothers
Chemical fathers

Wish I learned to love you more
Lonesome brothers
Trustless daughters


We are children born of wars
Fought in places

For the faces
Where happiness is sold in stores
They'll keep you smiling

If you keep buying

But they can't take from you

Something inside you never knew
You always have too much to prove
And never have enough to lose


I seem to see everything you do


We are the unwritten scrolls
Background songs
For dialogues

Always wanting something more
To be the stars
The light shines on


But they can't take from you
Something inside you never knew

You have nothing to prove
And oh, you have so much to lose


I seem to see everything you do