life as we know it has come to an end
a suburban catastrophe
it`s time to start mourning the death of a friend
who`s standing in front of me

and I can`t stop the hatred that wells up inside
as I look for a glimmer in his vacant eyes
and I can`t do a damn thing `cause I can`t feel a damn thing
with a hole in my heart that`s a thousand miles wide

`cause the smile has left his face
the portrait of happiness he can`t retrace
gone is the love that once lived there
it`s cold as a stone, cold as a stone

it`s laid out before him with trembling hands
but the parts don`t seem to fit
and the 34 winters haven`t left him as cold
as this one conversation did

and I don`t understand with eyes open wide
why you see love so clearly but it still leaves you blind
and I can`t do a damn thing, `cause I can`t say a damn thing
and I can`t stop this woman from pushing him aside

`cause the smile has left his face
the portrait of happiness he can`t retrace
gone is the love that once lived there
it`s cold as a stone, cold as a stone

life as we know it has come to an end
nothing can be the same