When I was born I lost  When I was freed I fought  Now that I'm loved I'm caught  Between the rest and this tragic mess  An invited guest    Torn, broken and frayed  Oh don't we face  War, sunshine and grace  Oh won't you stay  For a while  We can fail in style  I can hold your smile  For a while    What was once new now gone  What was once praised now wrong  As they go, we can say we know  But what do we know  But warm sunshine and graves  Don't we see  What's bitter to taste    Torn, broken and frayed  Don't we face  War, sunshine and graves  Won't you stay    'Cause I won't tell  I won't tell a soul  That I'm mad as hell  Torn, broken and frayed  I'm torn, broken and frayed  No, I'm cold, worn out and shamed