• Inside the thoughts of a broken man
    Lies the hatred of his faults
    He's been sleeping for too long
    Letting his life pass on
    Leaving his soul die

    Inside the thoughts of a widow
    Lies the memories of her love
    She holds a picture in her hand
    Of her one and only man
    Weeping for her great loss

    It's the tragedy of reality
    It's those times when we break down

    Inside the thoughts of a foolish man
    Lies his silly selfishness
    He dances through the day
    Trying to make his problems go away
    But they're building up so quickly

    Inside the thoughts of the miserable
    Lies their lives of suffering
    They see no point in living
    And death is the only way of winning
    So they throw their lives away

    It's the tragedy of reality
    It's those times when we break down

    The broken man...
    The widow...
    The foolish
    And the miserable
    They have all come and gone
    Don't give in
    Just move on
    For...

    It's the tragedy of reality
    It's those times when we break down