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