Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city

Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city

I´m wide awake
After the riot
This demonstration
Of our anguish
This empty laughter
Has no reason
Like a bottle
Of your favorite poison

We are the last call
And we´re 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