What good am I if I'm like all the rest,

If I just turned away, when I see how you're
dressed,

If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,

What good am I?

What good am I if I know and don't do,

If I see and don't say, if I look right through
you,

If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky,

What good am I?

What good am I while you softly weep

And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep,

And I freeze in the moment like the rest who
don't try,

What good am I?

What good am I then to others and me

If I've had every chance and yet still fail to
see

Bridge: If my hands tied must I not wonder within

Who tied them and why and where must I have been

What good am I if I say foolish things

And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings

And I just turn my back while you silently die,

What good am I?