Everything´s complete,
the newly wed syndrome.
The mayfly hit the street,
everybody in plus.
Burnt out as can be,
watching you go home.
It´s crystal clear to me,
you no longer need us.
It´s OK, we´ll come around.

Now there´s nothing left for us,
we´re packing up, saying goodbye.
To a place no one can trust.
To a scene based on a lie.
I truly hope we won´t retreat.
The same mistake we won´t repeat.
The bond was stabile as a shed.
Love is mutual, love is dead.

Everythin went great
with lot´s of beginners luck.
The mayfly on a skate,
timing in perfection.
Bored out as can be,
monkey´s getting stuck.
The four of us agreed,
we need to follow the action,
where ever that might be...

Here I go,
I´m tired about what all you say.
-Just one show, you owe it to the kids, so play!
That´s all bull,
the main thing´s that we´re having fun!
Said and done, said and done,
I don´t owe a shit to anyone.