If there is a hell   It filters through its neverending shades of green   And when it turns on those rains   it mutes it all to grey      If there is a hell   Its only life support is an idle screen   But to unplug is to spill a restless world at unset knees      If there is a hell   It always stares back through the same new cracks   And its every face seems worn and stale and overplayed      If there is a hell   It rings through wires and into my head   It asks me where and how and why I just don't try      But how can I explain   When all I've been is blinded   These words do talk   These heads do turn   But yet it's probably worthless      I'm not the one   I didn't want this   And whether it's chemical, emotional, physical   It doesn't mean shit      If there is a hell   There must be a heaven   And if just once   It shined right through   Perhaps I'd try   But it's only there   So the mind can fake it   And it seems that   All its innocence   Has all but drowned   And sometimes it calls   Through the submerged distance   And as its glimmers   Fade to black   The depths seem undone   But the only way to dive   Is through their engines   And while they always take the plunge   I've learned to stand aside   And leave them to collide      Since   I'm not the one   I didn't want this      And there is a hell   I had it all made