When you turn away and lock all your doors,
when it's getting out of hand, how am I to understand?
And then you may think there's no turning [bad word] low on self esteem,
falling back into your dream.

There's this endless hole in the wishing well.
Wish you were somebody else
but too afraid to ask for help?
Would you play a part in the scheme of things?
And I will depend on you, if you show me how to do.

We are the troopers, pick up the losers
and turn into a better day.
Pick up the sceptics, the non believers
and turn into a brighter day...

And the Winner smiles and she takes it all.
And you are lonely and afraid,
but she doesn't look your way.
And they know the drill, taking you apart.
And the world that you have known
is a world without a heart.

We are the troopers, pick up the losers
and turn into a better day.
Pick up the sceptics, the non believers
and turn into a brighter day...

When you turn away and lock all your doors,
when it's getting out of hand, how am I to understand?
And then you may think there's no turning [bad word] low on self esteem,
falling back into your dream.

Who can tell the price of learning,
steppin out and turn the key
slow and steady fire burning,
feeding on it's self esteem?

We are the troopers, pick up the losers
and turn into a better day.
Pick up the sceptics, the non believers
and turn into a brighter day...