Unloved

There will be no consolation prize

This time the bone is broken clean

No baptism, no reprise

And no sweet taste of victory

All the stars have fallen from the sky

And everything else in between

Satellites have closed their eyes

The moon has gone to sleep

Unloved, unloved

Unloved, unloved

Here I am inside a hotel

Choking on a million words I said

Cigarettes have burned a hole

And dreams are drunk and penniless

Here I am inside my father's arms

All jagged-bone and whiskey-dry

Whisper to me sweetly now

And tell me I will never die

Unloved, unloved

Unloved, unloved

Here I am an empty hallway

Broken window, rainy night

I am nineteen sixty-two

And I am ready for a fight

People crying hallelujah

While the bullet leaves the gun

People falling, falling, falling

And I don't know where they're falling from

Are they

Unloved, unloved

Unloved, unloved

Hoping that the kindness

Will lead us past the blindness

And not another living soul

Will ever have to feel

Unloved, unloved

Unloved, unloved, unloved

Unloved