The Opposite of Hallelujah

I took my sister down to the ocean
But the ocean made me feel stupid
Those words of wisdom I had prepared
All seemed to vanish into thin air
Into the waves, I stared

I picked up a seashell to illustrate my homelessness
But a crab crawled out of it, making it useless
And all my metaphors fell flat
Down on the rocks where we sat
She asked "Where you at?"

But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah
It's the opposite of being you
You don't know 'cause it just passes right through ya
You don't know what I'm going through
You don't know what I'm going through
You don't know what I'm going through

We made our way home on the bikes we had borrowed
I still never told you 'bout unstoppable sorrow
You still think I'm someone to look up to
I still don't know anything about you
Is it in you too?

You've got so much to live for, little sister
You've got so much to live for

But sister, it's the opposite of hallelujah
It's the opposite of being you
You don't know 'cause it just passes right through ya
You don't know what I'm going through
You don't know what I'm going through
You don't know what I'm going through