All the things come to an end
That's the law of the land
Some are blind they just want to see
While they're holding their hands
She stand await to be told
What hell that she did
If you could leave all that she have
She deserves what's coming to him
But she know nothing at all
Another day don't look surprised
Burning on a slow fuse
Jumping on the white knacker brain
You've got nothing to lose
Cleaning the yankee soft tomb
There's no time to be scared
Sit tight save your prayers
Keep your hands on the run
And I'll be watching you
Till night fades the neon clothes
And there's a space in your chair
My concern by the hour of across
All the fun of the fan
Oh no don't cry again
Once you answer my call
Don't let the girl send her soul
It was nothing at all
She knows nothing at all
You know nothing at all
We know nothing at all