There's plenty of girls at a cabaret
Is that what you want...

Somebody is home
I can't see his face...

I've been looking for a savior within these chains
I know it's in there somewhere...

City of angels
Running from everything...

There you lay
Breathing hard...

You close your eyes
the long journey is just beginning...

I'm in the mood for a tragic story
So entertain me with the tale of our past...

So you've been missing all that you lack
With vultures and thieves at your back...

Right now I'm looking out my window and watching...
Sometimes I wonder if everything would be...

Theatres down the street crawl under my skin
I was a little more hopeful with a pen in my hand...

Tongue piercings keeps her lips from bleeding
Work kills her every single evening...

Time, time, time
This I cannot describe...