Dead Century

Meet me in the hotel bar

Where I've been waiting for a year

When you sit next to me

Don't say anything

Hand me a drink and disappear

Woo-hoo

I'll be calling

I'll come cold

It's all been forgotten

In the dead century

All is forgotten, baby

When you hold out for me, oh

Long as I'm breathing, I won't see you

I'm sleeping with a crystal ball

Our teeth are tighter now

Our fists are wider

All I need is one more light

And then I'm off for home

Woo-hoo

I'll be calling

I'll come cold

It's all been forgotten

In the dead century

All is forgotten, baby

When you hold out for me, oh

It's hard to try

Lay it on your back in sunlight

I'll come calling

I'll come cold

It's all been forgotten

In the dead century

All is forgotten, baby

When you hold out for me, oh

I'm calling out for you

I'm calling out for you

I'm calling out for you