Tell me the one about the hand that holds you down
Because the bruise on your face, it always seems to stay around
And tell me the one about the hand that holds you down
Because you seem to be lost, with no intention to be found

So how does it feel?
And how does it feel now?

To be the one who's always in the way
To be the one that never made the page
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain

Tell me again about the spark that met the flame
And tell me again about the man who went insane
Is there a place within for redemption
Is there a voice inside with a decision
And if so when, and if so then, Where's the conviction?

So how does it feel?
And how does it feel now?

To be the one whos always in the way
To be the one that never made the page
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain

I know that you need to get even
And I know it's for all the right reasons
And I, well, I know that you're staring at the edge
And I, well, I know that you need to get even

So how does it feel?
And how does it feel now?

To be the one who's always in the way
To be the one that never made the page
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain
Be the one who's always
Left out in the rain