I sit on a chair,
Waiting for the things to come,
But nothing still happens.
I bite on my nails,
Thinking "bout what I"ve done,
And trying to balance
The good and the bad;
Oh, Lordy, please, come down and help!
But Lord"s always busy.
My cheeks become wet,
And everything goes straight to hell.
To lose is so easy.

To lose is so easy.
To lose is so easy.

To lose my life,
To lose my mind,
To lose my soul,
To lose at all,
To lose my love,
To lose enough
To stay alone,
Alone, forlorn.

I sit on a chair,
Waiting for the things to come...
I bite on my nails,
Thinking "bout what I"ve done...
I try to go forth,
But something pulls me back again...
To live is to know
That everything will be in vain...
To lose is so easy.