Tell me how do you think about what I do   About the story you have heard   Tell me why does that man in the mirror not look like me   It all seems so absurd   I only tried to find out   What is wrong with me   Now I stare into these eyes   Of that man in the mirror that once was me   And I cannot believe   That it is real what I see      A broken heart lies on the floor and no one cares about   A man caught behind prison walls is trying to break out   But what I have to know is, if this is all I could expect   Because after all these years I thought you'd owe me some respect      At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   That reminds me of you   At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   Tell me what to do   Won't someone tell me what I can do      Ain't no explanation   I don't want to put the blame on you   I am not here to try   To turn false into true   I don't want to argue   I don't want to apologise   I am here to testify   And that is what I say      At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   That reminds me of you   At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   Tell me what to do   Won't someone tell me what I can do      When my castle collapses to sand   When the treasures I hold   Slip right through my hands   Do you know how that feels      I know I should stop to struggle with myself   To ponder and pore over things I cannot change   Whatever you say, whatever you will do   Somehow I am still yours   Although you are acting strange      No miracle cure, no magic boxes   To save me from drowning to rescue me   But I can't deny that while I stand here   The boat that I am on is sinking into the sea      A broken heart lies on the floor and no one cares about   A man caught behind prison walls is trying to break out   But what I have to know is, if this is all I could expect   Because after all these years I thought you'd owe me some respect      At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   That reminds me of you   At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart   Tell me what to do   Won't someone tell me what I can do      And so I lay my defences down   When I listen to my heart   I hear the sound of a cold machine   That fills an empty space   Like a clockwork ticking   This is all that I can feel