Tears of Rage

We carried you in our arms on Independence Day

And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away

Oh, what dear daughter would 'neath the sun would treat her father so?

To wait upon him hand and foot, and always answer, no

Tears of rage, tears of grief

Why am I always the one who must be the thief?

Come to me now, you know we're so alone

And life is brief

It was all pointed out the way to go

And scratched your name in sand

Though you just thought that it was nothing more

Then a place for you to stand

Now, I want you to know that while you were watched

Discovered that there was no one true

That I myself really thought it was just a childish thing to do

Tears of rage, tears of grief

Why am I always the one who must be the thief?

Come to me now, you know we're so alone

And life is brief

It was all very very painless when you ran out to receive

All that false instruction which we never could believe

And now the heart is filled with gold as if it was a purse

But, oh, what kind of love is this which goes from bad to worse?

Tears of rage, tears of grief

Why am I always the one who must be the thief?

Come to me now, you know we're so alone

And life is brief