For Thomas

She looks into the young one's eyes

Desperately seeking any kind of sign

That some things make this life

Worth living

Worth living

She'll drive down a dead end road

Just to be sure, she knows where it will go

In case another path does show

That's worth taking

Another choice worth making

And it's been years now waiting her turn

And this loneliness starts to feel like a slow burn

And she's running out of skin, starts thinking to herself

Will she ever feel whole again?

Will she ever make it home again?

She walks through those stain-glass doors

To see if there's anything there anymore

And maybe she'll pray to the lord

And she'll ask them

Is she worth saving?

Is life worth living?

And it's been years now waiting her turn

And this loneliness starts to feel like a slow burn

And she's running out of skin, starts thinking to herself

Will she ever feel whole again?

Will she ever make it home again?

She holds the pills in her hands

Just to feel the power of ending everything

But in a moment she becomes aware

That deep down she knows there's no peace there

Oooo

There's no peace there

Ooo

There's no peace there

There's no peace there