'Tis all about my heartache
not now but the ones I lost
not now but once I've died
how could I have forgotten
dead-ended road I'd cross
mad at my Jesus Syndrome
had a bit too much my dear
put away your sadness silly
time to multiply your cheer
doesn't matter now though
not about years of sorrow
the Jesus Syndrome lied
forgot then remembered
With her! my heart cried