the songs that moved you   don't make a sound.   the light that saved you   now gone to ground.      you pull all the pictures down   from your crumbling walls.   you take all the faith you've found   and knock it down and watch it crawl.      [chorus:]   sometimes you listen to love cry.   sometimes you question why.      the dull white faces   of dull white friends   can't find the words that   will heal or mend.      you fall to the bathroom floor   on your bended knees,   your fist hits against the door -   you're staring at the way it bleeds.      [chorus]      sometimes you laugh like the water.   sometimes you lie and die.      sometimes you question why.   sometimes you question why.   you question why,   why.