God sees it all,
but he doesn't seem to care...

Sometimes I wish that he could see,
The pain that's flowing inside of me...

I feel so alone,
so broken inside...

Dark Angel, sing to me,
sing to me sweet promises...

The pain is flowing freely,
How much more can I take...

The voices, they're there,
in the depths of my mind...

Unwanted, left out, only second best.
Not special, unloved, not as good as the rest...