Murder City
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
