Ache With Me

I've walked down high streets looking through windows

I've been lost in crowds of strangers

Searched record shops and cosmetic aisles

Phone books, want ads, bus stops and libraries

Newspaper headlines, mannequin faces

Television stations, billboard advertisements

Your voice echoes in the back of my mind

I see your face when I close my eyes

Do you share the same sense of defeat?

Have you realized all the things you'll never be?

Ideals turn to resentment

Open minds close up with cynicism

I've got no judgment for you

Come on and ache with me

Through bar rooms, cafés, jail cells and court rooms

Theaters, restaurants, graveyards and churches

I've spent every dollar that I've ever earned

I'll bleed my heart out, I'll give every word

I've asked preachers, doctors and lawyers

Socialites, pariahs, mothers and fathers

You may not find all that you're after

In the end, I hope it doesn't matter

Do you share the same sense of defeat?

Have you realized all the things you'll never be?

Ideals turn to resentment

Open minds close up with cynicism

I've got no judgment for you

Come on and ache with me

Do you share the same sense of defeat?

Have you realized all the things you'll never be?

I've got no judgment for you

Come on and ache with me

Come on and ache with me

Come on and ache with me