End up in alabaster The radio counts your thoughts You grow as big as the ocean Soothing when I'm distraught But you can't run, you can't hide, you're a giant You defend all the damage you caused If I muster the strength to afflict you I won't feel any better at all ♪ Some cosmetic illusion You'll rest your callow bones And blame my hardworking father For harm you cannot atone But you can't argue the truth, you're exceeded You will rest on your laurels and stall If I muster the strength to reflect you I won't feel any better at all