When I was born I lost

When I was freed I fought

Now that I'm loved I'm caught

Between the rest and this tragic mess

An invited guest



Torn, broken and frayed

Oh don't we face

War, sunshine and grace

Oh won't you stay

For a while

We can fail in style

I can hold your smile

For a while



What was once new now gone

What was once praised now wrong

As they go, we can say we know

But what do we know

But warm sunshine and graves

Don't we see

What's bitter to taste



Torn, broken and frayed

Don't we face

War, sunshine and graves

Won't you stay



'Cause I won't tell

I won't tell a soul

That I'm mad as hell

Torn, broken and frayed

I'm torn, broken and frayed

No, I'm cold, worn out and shamed