A sense of worth
A sense of same
A sense of what is in your name
Of what it means to let you down
And pretend when youre around

Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down for the last time
Surely show your rage

Im sorry doesnt matter
And it makes you mad
And if it always stays the same
Then youll never see it
Im sorry doesnt help it
And it turns you away
You know theres something there
And its tearing away at

The part that kills your faith
The part that kills your faith

A sense of worth
A sense of same
A sense of what is in your name
Of what it means to let you down
And pretend when youre around

Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down for the last time
Surely show your rage
Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down

Im sorry doesnt matter
And it makes you mad
And if it always stays the same
Then you never see it
Im sorry doesnt help it
And it turns you away
You know theres something there
And its tearing away at

The part that kills your faith
The part that kills your faith

A sense of worth
A sense of same
A sense of what is in your name
Of what it means to let you down
And pretend when youre around

Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down for the last time
Surely show your rage

Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down for the last time
Surely show your rage
Lay it down for the last time
And then turn away
Lay it down