Sky black and blue. Blue turned to red. It's quiet in the streets now. It's screaming in your head. I ain't a fool. I've got my doubts. Say it doesn't hurt. Doesn't matter anyhow. Anyhow.
We're passing the time. We're breaking apart. We're damned at the end. We're damned at the start. Blame it on the roses. Blame it on the red. Running out of time. Running out of breath.
You say good-bye. Every day and night. With writing on the walls. Everybody's gonna need somebody. To take our troubles, and our worries, and our problems all away.
'Cause, hey we're just bleeding for nothing. It's hard to breathe when you're standing on your own. We'll kill ourself to find freedom. You'll kill yourself to find anything at all.
