Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless

In the murder city
Desperate
But not hopeless

The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city


I'm wide awake
After the riot
This demonstration

Of your anguish
This empty laugher
Has no reason

Like a bottle
Of your favorite poison


We are the last call
And were so pathetic


Christian's crying
In the bathroom
And I just want to

Bum a cigarette
We've come so far
We've been so wasted

It's written
All over our faces