More hopelessness in the lyrics. I don't really know what to say except that lyrics like these continue to put in me a fire to help the lost know the hope that is in Christ. It's when I get a glimpse of who I once was and remember the lostness I was in that I find a fire burning within me to help the lost around me.
Mess by Ben Folds Five
There was a time that I had nothing to explain
Oh, this mess I had made
But then things got complicated
My innocence has all but faded
Oh, this mess I have made
And I don't believe in God
So I can't be saved
All alone as I've learned to be
In this mess I have made
All the untested virtue
The things I said I'd never do
Least of all to you
I know he's kind and true
I know that he is good to you
He'll never care for you more than I do
But I don't believe in love
And I can't be changed
All alone as I've learned to be
In this mess
I have made the same mistakes
Over and over again
There are rooms in this house that I don't Open any more
Dusty books of pictures on the floor
That she will never see
She'll never see that part of me
I want to be for her
What I could never be for you
But I don't believe in God
So I can't be saved
All alone as I've learned to be
In this mess I have made
