I have broke the back of trust
I have broke and dissected love
I have cut to the bone of truth
I have cut to the bone of truth
I have climbed the walls of hate
I have pushed the hand of fate
I have cut to the bone of truth
I have cut to the bone of truth
Freedom is lonesome
Freedom is lonesome
I have wrestled the guilt of flesh
I have wrestled the innocent said
I have cut to the bone of truth
I have cut to the bone of truth
I've seen all this for a dream
Freedom is lonesome
Freedom is lonesome
Lonesome
(A little spoken word from Jamie from Montreal)
We have broke the back of trust
We have broke the infected love
I said we cut the bone of truth
I said we cut the bone of truth
Sick of the words lacking grace
Sick of the words laced in hate
I said we cut the bone of truth
Why don't we cut the bone of truth
Freedom is lonesome
Freedom is lonesome
Freedom is lonesome