Well you don't fit in, thank God But you don't know what you've got So you try to be like them, but you're not And you're almost dead Almost dead You're almost dead And I wish I could hang out up in the sky And be the light to shine you home So I write another song about the darkness And how you're not alone So you try to find a hole Deep enough to lie in There's comfort in the cold, I know When you're almost dead Almost dead You're almost dead And I wish I could hang out up in the sky And be the light to shine you home So I write another fucking song about the darkness And how you're not alone