Verse 1
My hearts in the ice house, come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a cold winter’s morning to a church house just to shovel some snow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin’ nuder,
An Altar boy has been hit by a local commuter
Just from walking with his back turned to the train
That was coming so slow
Pre-Chorus
You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air
Sayin’ What does it matter?
But it don’t do no good to get angry
So help me I know
Chorus
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
Verse 2
I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair
And my head shouted down to my heart “You better look out below”
Hey, it ain’t such a long drop don’t stammer don’t stutter
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go
Pre-Chorus
You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air
Sayin’ What does it matter?
But it don’t do no good to get angry
So help me I know
Chorus
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
Instrumental
Pre-Chorus
You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air
Sayin’ What does it matter?
But it don’t do no good to get angry
So help me I know
Chorus
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin’ nude,
An Altar boy has been hit by a local commuter
Just from walking with his back turned to the train
That was coming so slow
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
