Goodbye, all my fears are tired
And then, I'm here up trying
Holding now and dying
Now you know it’s true
Goodbye, all my thoughts are lies
And here I go again
Oh, can’t you hear me sighing?
This is the end that we’ve desired
And I won't be no crying
'Cause crying is for the weak
And I'm okay being fine
Fine game of nil and we are tired
And maybe I'm okay being fine
Fine game of nil and we are tied
On cross, all my dreams are lost
And then, here no one lends
Being the one whose washed
My blood off your hands
Drown myself in sorrow
Ache on my chest, pain low
Deject the misery feeling
I am down weeping, weeping
And I won't be no crying
'Cause crying is for the weak
And I'm okay being fine
Fine game of nil and we’re tired
And maybe I'm okay being fine
Fine game of nil and we’re tied
