How does it feel to have loved, to have lost. And not know how to feel anymore?. And how many times do you have to be cruel, to be kind. And show feelings the door?.
'Coz it's alright. To go out at night and forget who you are. Alright. Then it's up in the morning and back to the start. . Hello conscience how do you do.
Well the cops are at the door. And you know that they want more. They've got spears made for arms. Tried to lure you with their charms. You can hear the guns outside.