My name is Jack, I am 24, just got back from war and I'm finding it hard to adapt,
Thoughts running through my head, wishing I was dead, like my friends, I have lost it all,
And if you'd been there, seen them, you wouldn't blame me at all,
My name is Jack, just send me back, send me back!
This hole in my soul, it won't go away,
Gets deeper at night, then lasts all the dayit's a Nightmare, it's a Nightmare.
I go to bed, thoughts running through my head, of my friends lying dead, and the blood falling from the skies,
Lying all over me, nothing I can see, but the blood falling in my eyes,
Then there was Celia, I loved her, she died after we made love,
A bomb came crashing down, wiped out the whole town, that's why I'm here.
With this hole in my soul, that won't go away,
Gets deeper at night, then lasts all the dayit's a Nightmare, it's a Nightmare.
This hole in my soul, it won't go away,
Gets deeper at night, then lasts all the dayit's a Nightmare, it's a Nightmare.