The Opposite of Hallelujah

I took my sister down to the ocean But the ocean made me feel stupid Those words of wisdom I had prepared All seemed to vanish into thin air Into the waves, I stared I picked up a seashell to illustrate my homelessness But a crab crawled out of it, making it useless And all my metaphors fell flat Down on the rocks where we sat She asked "Where you at?" But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah It's the opposite of being you You don't know 'cause it just passes right through ya You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through We made our way home on the bikes we had borrowed I still never told you 'bout unstoppable sorrow You still think I'm someone to look up to I still don't know anything about you Is it in you too? You've got so much to live for, little sister You've got so much to live for But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah It's the opposite of being you You don't know 'cause it just passes right through ya You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through You don't know what I'm going through