Some have a love thats heaven made
All bells & whistles like a grand parade
Made us look further out of place
It was in our face
Some have some have not and thats the wa-ay
We found a job that would never pa-ay
Some get the roses - some get the thorns
Some grow horns
Some things could never ever work out right
With all the theory and hindsight
If a didnt end it then b was waiting
No debating
No more wishing on a star
No more wishing coz it went too far
All the wishing wont heal the scars
It's who we are
Some may say that we aimed too hi-gh
They simplify and try to just-if-y
When we started it was still too late
No changing fate
The sun the moon and stars ignored us
No goodwill god paid homage t'ward us
Instead below - would reward us
I told you so
Was plain to see that things weren't o-k
Seems the demons had won the day
Just a tunnel in endless darkness
No ray of light shone on the mess
Some have a lovetheysay is heaven made
We loved to hate the elite brigade
If we ever had half a brain cell
We'd have known it would end in farewell
What we had just turned out bad
That's how it was - no more to add
Forget why - forget because
Unless you want to sit and dwell
Call it what it was
One of those - ma-a-ade in hell