Tried so hard to understand all of your feelings
Tried to cope with your [bad word] to think about too many ways of healing
What we lost or maybe never had

BRIDGE:
One small step into the hidden decoy
One more world is help and one will destroy
 [bad word] 
I woke up in the midnight sun
So aware damage has been done
Agony or sanctuary
Only fate will show the way

From the bright of day into the jaw of darkness
One is shoved, a victim of lie
friendly face turns into a fiery grimace
Suddenly feelings learn to die

BRIDGE:
Used up sympathy no chance to return
To a world one know but would's that will burn
 [bad word] 
Spent more time in the midnight sun
Still aware of what else has gone
Agonized and hypnotized
When will I be shown the way

Fell asleep and no midnight sun
Still aware justice has been done
No more doubts but disbelief
When the night was day
Celebration, miracle
And fate did show the way