when i was a little boy i didn t know what s right or wrong i had to change my way of life but i just couldn t win the fight i d let myself float off in time and hide another day another night i lived off dreams i thought was right i couldn t stand being treated like i was the only without rights stood there screaming at your vice and cried the way you loved me is not always what we call love waiting now beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful in the dirt and in my soil they said they planted seeds of joy i was unholy born in sin so they fed me words of lead within i looked down on myself in shame left whith the blame the way you loved me is not alwas what we call love waiting now beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain mother father listen up i know these times were kind of rough we waited for the leader s hand to guide our lives it s kind of sad and you just did what you though was right and i cried beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain beautiful pain