You´ve got it all between your fingers.
What you want you just can´t grab.
You want it, all...What you want you just can´t have.
Sand sifts through, with my disgust.
And with my sympathy, chains lay in rust.
You want someone to hold you together.
But you´re way too "strong", you´re way too proud.
You want someone to be around.
What you want, you need gone.
It´s old, it´s dirty, it´s cold outside,
it´s loneley, it´s ugly, it´s all around.