Although

Although you've given me many things
I can't do anything about you
Wel you breathe, but you waste away
It's a while since you've been okay
I find that I'm short of things to say or do
So while your head is still clear and I can find the words
Know that my life's been better for you

I think of the varied things we've been through
The shade and the light in our lives, the objections too
Those who say we deserve this thing
Them boys living in their sin
An angry god, well what the hell did we do?
So while your head is still clear and I can find the words
Know that my life's been better for you

What can I do?
Tell me, tell me

Although you've given me many things, and everything
I can't do anything, anything, anything
Although you've given me many things, many things
I can't do anything, anything, nothing at all
Although you've given me many things
I can't do nothing, nothing, nothing at all