If I could be anything at all,
I'd be an angel,
spread my wings and fly away.
But I'm stuck here on the ground,
so I'll see you around.
You'll hear me piss and moan and complain...

If I could be anything at all
I'd be an angel,
spread my wings and fly away.
But I'm stuck here on the ground,
so I'll see you around.
You'll hear me piss and moan and complain.

I could have guessed the day would come
that you would consider me scum
the day is here,
all the signs were there.
why do we fight that you would stay,
but instead you walked away.
the feeling's gone
the pain dwells on

long days, long night,
the feeling's just not right
i picked up a pad and pen and i start to write.
thinkin about our last fight
it was a cold and lonely night

I could have guessed the day would come
that you would consider me scum
the day is here,
all the signs were there
why do we fight that you would stay,
but instead you walked away
the feeling's gone
the pain dwells on
and on... and onnn, the pain dwells on and on

(repeat)