Tell me what it's like to be unloved and I'll tell you what it's like to come from nowhere tell me what it's like to lose a friend there's a thousand stories just the same, they never end... ...woah... is this my lot in life? throw these dice throughout the years, amazed at all that disappears my blood is this emulsion and the memories wash clean this image of you, burned into my eyes your hands held high, in exasperation this image of you, burned into my eyes, your hopes not dry, you're going to make it tell me what it's like to be unloved and I'll tell you what it's like to come from nowhere tell what it's like to lose a friend there's a thousand stories just the same, they never end... tell me what it's like you don't need to tell me what it's like you don't need to tell me what it's like i've been there before