well i seem to be haunted by these ghosts and i can t decide which ones grieve the most not wanting to remember or i can t forget when i am dusty with these old regrets there are some days i just wanna cry there are some ways i use to get by well you ve got your cross and your hymnal too and you say your prayers like you re supposed to do you tell me it was this thing called grace and i believe you i see it in your face there are some days i just wanna cry there are some ways i use to get by now i have seen this angel and her wings are torn she offers me a string of pearls and thorns and she seems to smile just before she disappears she whispers you re not the only one bleeding here there are some days i just wanna cry there are some ways i usee to get by there are some days i just wanna cry there are these ways i use to get by