But the ocean made me feel stupid

Those words of wisdom I had prepared

All seemed to vanish into thin air

Into the waves I stared



I picked up a seashell

To illustrate my homelessness

But a crab crawled out of it

Making it useless



And all my metaphors fell flat

Down on the rocks where we sat

She asked "where are you at?"



But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah

It's the opposite of being you

You don't know 'cause it just passes right through you

You don't know what I'm going through



You don't know what I'm going through



We made our way home on the bikes we had borrowed

I still never told you about unstoppable sorrow

You still think I'm someone to look up to

I still don't know anything about you

Is it in you too?



You've got so much to live for, little sister

You've got so much to live for



But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah

It's the opposite of being you

You don't know cause it just passes right through you

You don't know what I'm going through



You don't know what I'm going through