[Verse 1]
How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity

[Chorus]
Driven to tears

[Verse 2]
Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence is reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
Because this is what we've seen

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world, who knows what to do

[Chorus]