G – F – C
in fear every day , every evening ,
he calls her aloud from above ,
carefully watched for a reason ,
painstaking devotion and love ,
surrendered to self preservation ,
from others who care for themselves .
a blindness that touches perfection ,
but hurts just like anything else .

isolation , isolation , isolation .

mother i tried please believe me ,
i’m doing the best that i can .
i’m ashamed of the things i’ve been put through ,
i’m ashamed of the person i Am .

isolation , isolation , isolation .

but if you could just see the beauty ,
these things i could never describe ,
these pleasures a wayward distraction ,
this is my one lucky prize .

isolation , isolation , isolation . . .