| I walk along the street | |
| I look into your eyes | |
| I'm pleasant when we meet | |
| I'm there when you go home | |
| How many times before | |
| Could you tell i didn't care? | |
| When you turned your back on me | |
| I knew we'd get nowhere | |
| Do you believe in youth | |
| The history of all truth | |
| A heart that's left at home | |
| Becomes a heart of stone | |
| Do you believe in truth? | |
| The lies we told of youth | |
| A cause we call our own | |
| Beside an empty throne | |
| How many times before | |
| Could you tell i didn't care? | |
| When you reached out in your sleep | |
| And you knew i wasn't there | |
| My eyes are made of stone | |
| Just like your sordid home | |
| How many times before | |
| Did you leave my soul alone? |