Why by Stabbing Westward

I am not here
I think I've never
been here at all
or ever will
I feel like a place
where no one goes anymore

why can't you see that everything's broken?
and why can't you see that my life's turned gray?
I can't believe in anything sacred
when I don't believe that I am real

it seems so bizarre
but none of this matters
thoughts disappear and hopes have died
but now i am safe, nothing can hurt me here

why can't you see my need for forgiveness
the truth and the lies so confused as one
I can't believe in anything sacred
when I don't believe in anything

I am alone
locked in my memories
there's nowhere left for me to hide
but I am not real
I've made all I am with lies
why does it seem that everything's different?
and why does it seems that only you are real?
I don't believe in anything sacred
so why do I feel so damned alone?

(chorus)

I need someone to break the silence
screaming in my head
and in my soul