Who Am I?

You there with your bag of gold, yeah
 Thought you had it all together
 But your hands are empty, does it matter now?
 The pain it caused you cannot measure
 But who am I?
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 Suffering is sweet agony
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 My suffering must mean something
 Hey there, quit imagining yeah
 That you have left this life
 Your eyes are tired and your feat are worn
 No, no one seems to hear your desperate cries
 But who am I?
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 Suffering is sweet agony
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 My suffering must mean something
 If I believe that's the truth
 Then I believe you
 If that? s the way it should be
 Then I believe you
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 Suffering is sweet agony
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 My suffering must mean something
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 Suffering is sweet agony
 Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
 My suffering must mean something
 Must mean something to you, to me
 It's true
 Who am I?