Oh heart ache, oh heart ache,

How would I know?

It’s a hole dug for seeds of forgiveness,

Water with the tears of sorrow,

Grown into a tree of wisdom,

And bears fruits of joy.

Oh heart ache, oh heart ache,

How would I know?

The first step of the humble,

Also the last step of the proud,

The shorter way home,

Also the long path of destruction,