When I was born I lost
When I was freed I fought
Now that I'm loved I'm caught

Between the rest and this tragic mess
An invited guest


Torn, broken and frayed
Oh don't we face
War, sunshine and grace

Oh won't you stay
For a while
We can fail in style

I can hold your smile
For a while


What was once new now gone
What was once praised now wrong
As they go, we can say we know

But what do we know
But warm sunshine and graves
Don't we see

What's bitter to taste

Torn, broken and frayed

Don't we face
War, sunshine and graves
Won't you stay


'Cause I won't tell
I won't tell a soul

That I'm mad as hell
Torn, broken and frayed
I'm torn, broken and frayed

No, I'm cold, worn out and shamed