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