Twenty miles from anyone

Set my sights on the setting sun

Heaven talks, but not to me′Cause heaven knows that nothing good comes free

Desolation, tragedy

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

I've let me down, down, down, down

I′ve let me down, down, down, down

Petty lies to everyone

In the hopes that I could be someone

Heaven talks, but not to me

And now I wonder if it's meant to be

Desolation, tragedy

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

Is there nothing good in me?

I've let me down, down, down, down

I′ve let me down, down, down, down

I′ve let me down, down, down, down

I've let me down, down, down, down

I′ll take your word, 'cause after all

You′ve never lied, oh, not at all

But look at me, oh, what a mess

And I get caught up in the things that matter the least

Oh, let me have release

I've let me down, down, down, down

I′ve let me down, down, down, down

I've let me down, down, down, down

I've let me down, down, down, down