If words tends to fail

If words tends to fail
and you can't seem to find
anything worth saying
you've known pain
walked underneath the sprays of the rain
and all you could claim
Was the cold rejection inside yourself
In repetition discovering you're whispering your own name

If words tends to fail
And you can't find
Anything worth saying
you've known pain
walked underneath the sprays of the rain
and you've discovered
there's no prison worser then self blame

If words tends to fail
and you can't seem to find
anything worth saying
you've known pain
walked underneath the sprays of the rain
But so will the sun as morning come
and you'll realize being imperfect
Doesn't put you to shame
There's nothing wrong in becoming undone