(Lyrics)
She's like death...

There's murder in the air tonight.
The tolerant are reading of the current horrors...

"Your dress is superb."
Now there's a pretty strong chance...

Lead flies faster than logic, reason or life.
Gunpowder dreams in technicolour...

Put in your combat teeth,
We're preparing for war...

There's murder in the air tonight.
The tolerant are reading of the current horrors...

This body, it seems, is still filled with rage.
My father said it would pass with age...

Fire in my eyes is from seeing you lied.
Useless tremors in your voice reveal all you hide...

She felt the world owed her a living after all...
Her paradise had crumbled. All that was left was...

This is the roll call for the people who care.
Shout to be heard! I know you're out there...

We get up late and another argument ensues.
My hangover beats on me...

You don't look like you do on your MySpace page,
Twice the size and twice the stated age...