We are children of divorce Spiritual mothers Chemical fathers Wish I learned to love you more Lonesome brothers Trustless daughters We are children born of wars Fought in places For the faces Where happiness is sold in stores They'll keep you smiling If you keep buying But they can't take from you Something inside you never knew You always have too much to prove And never have enough to lose I seem to see everything you do We are the unwritten scrolls Background songs For dialogues Always wanting something more To be the stars The light shines on But they can't take from you Something inside you never knew You have nothing to prove And oh, you have so much to lose I seem to see everything you do