There will be no consolation prize   This time the bone is broken clean   No baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste of victory   All the stars have fallen from the sky      And everything else in between   Satellites have closed their eyes   The moon has gone to sleep   Unloved, unloved, unloved, unloved      Here I am inside a hotel   Choking on a million words I said   Cigarettes have burned a hole   And dreams are drunk and penniless      Here I am inside my father's arms   All jagged bone and whiskey dry   Whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will never die   Unloved unloved unloved unloved      Here I am an empty hallway   Broken window, rainy night   I am nineteen sixty-two and I am ready for a fight   People crying, Hallelujah      While the bullet leaves the gun   People falling, falling, falling   And I don't know where they're falling from   (Are they?)   Unloved, unloved, unloved, unloved      Hoping that the kindness will lead us   Past the blindness and not another living soul   Will ever have to feel   Unloved, unloved, unloved, unloved, unloved, unloved