Well you don't fit in, thank God

But you don't know what you've got

So you try to be like them, but you're not 



And you're almost dead

Almost dead

You're almost dead 



And I wish I could hang out up in the sky

And be the light to shine you home 

So I write another song about the darkness 

And how you're not alone 



So you try to find a hole

Deep enough to lie in

There's comfort in the cold, I know



When you're almost dead

Almost dead

You're almost dead 



And I wish I could hang out up in the sky

And be the light to shine you home 

So I write another fucking song about the darkness 

And how you're not alone