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And in this drought of feeling I have known, I stop and make my home Oh, but you could never see, How dark a mind can be I can't get out I can't get out I scream, I shout, But I can't get out And I'd have you turn to gaze inside me, So you can learn of my hypocrisy And understand how I can't even care, About all the things that I have been And all the things that I have seen And all the things I think I need And Love's cruel knife that made me bleed And my retreat in stupid songs The longest night and coldest dawn And bitter truths and noble wrongs The laugh of God as I was born The bitterness of holding on The moment I knew that it was done, and I can't get out I can't get out I scream, I shout, But I can't get out From Letras Mania