I don’t know the difference, between love and sorrow. 
My optimist opinion, for the brave new world we’re searching for.
But I’ll stand here, holding your head, under water.
And as you slip away, please remember this, I’ve always hated you.

I don’t know the difference between lies and chivalry.
And your blood ran cold, and the brave new world was gone.
But I’m still standing here, watching you die.
Wishing your torment would last.
And as you slip away, remember I’ve always hated you.

It pains me not to see you try,
In fact, I’m overjoyed watching your pain
It pains me not to see you there begging,
For your miserable life to be saved

The fact is I feel nothing, 
more than I’ve ever felt before.
And I feel, no shame at all.

Love and sorrow,
Useless and absurd,
But for a dead man, we have have long observed.
I’m still standing here holding your lifeless corpse, in one hand.
And it’s time to bid our farwell.

It pains me not to see you cry,
In fact I am overjoyed watching your pain.
It pains me not to see you there begging,
For your miserable life to be saved

The fact is I feel nothing, 
more than I’ve ever felt before.
And I feel, no shame at all.