Lyrics:

That's how heartaches are made
That's how heartaches are made

His eyes half closed revealed his world of Nod
A world of lonely men and no love, no God
His life of seeming nonchalance can't hide
The pain and fear in his mind desired

How heartaches are made
How heartaches are made

From dawn 'til dawn his body houses hurt
And none of us can truly aid his search
We sit outside and sing clichés, the fool
It's always easy to forecast others doom
The savage beast that once so soothed his brain
Has reared its ugly head and staked its claim
Call Yama, here sits one more soul
You'll have to add to sorrow's total

How heartaches are made

These men, still men, would be like you and me
But when the world reached out, they chose to flee

How heartaches are made

The crutch
The crutch, crutch

How heartaches are made

How heartaches are made