It's a hopeless battle
I can hardly hope to win
I don't think of you
I don't think of anything
I just keep my distance
And I do all that I can
All this interference
And it's out of my hands

And I've a hollow envy
Of the dead and dying

You've no understanding
And this time I know it's true
That each time you're near me
I just don't know what to do
I don't think it's terror
But I'm paralysed with shame
You've destroyed me once
And you can do it again

And I've a hollow envy
Of the dead and dying

Why do you have to suffer
When you don't know why
It's so bitter and twisted
Some kind of tragic disguise

I've a hollow envy of the dead and dying
(to end)