A lonely destination greeted me and you

Our record might be shaky but this time we'll see it through

There's no time left to argue now, there's no time left at all

We'd be best to find an exit or we'll be dying in the hall

Mention not our secrets, some things are better left unsaid

We'll quietly take them out the back and shoot them in the head

We said we were invincible but we were never really sure

We'll wake up in the morning, that is

If we wake up at all

Now it seems as though I'm marching alone into the night

I've fucked it up again this time but next time I'll get it right

Til then I'll stay in this empty house, waiting for it to subside

I've made my peace, with gritted teeth

What a time

What a time to be alive

What a time to be alive

What a time to be alive

What a time to be alive