These are tears of sorrow, rage,
and God only knows what else.
They only fall whenever I feel
my brain stop working.

Lately, they haven't been round
to rear their ugly heads,
but I know behind my eyes
those tears are surely lurking.

And they will fall away,
fall away, fall away
for the rest of my life.

I build myself up
to see if they'll stay gone.
Nothing seems to work.
Life remains the same.

Someone comes along
claiming to be a friend.
Then everything is ripped from beneath me,
and I drown in tears again.

And they just fall away,
fall away, fall away,
until I lose my mind.