We came down with a crushing might
I might be mistaken
We came down with a sickening flight

Forever forsaken

We got all bent right out of shape

Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful


Too much, too late [x3]


We came down with a crushing might
Something so rotten
We gave up fighting a good fight

Forever forgotten

We got all bent right out of shape

Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful


Too much, too late [x3]
No love, No hate

Too much, too late [x3]
No love, no hate


We came down with a crushing might
I might be mistaken
We came down with a sickening flight

Forever forsaken

We got all bent right out of shape

Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful


Too much, too late [x3]
No love, No hate

Too much, too late [x3]
True love, True hate