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What's passed these hands? All these drugs and one night stands So I tremble when I think of what she'd do She'd say something like: "You're no good, You're like the junkies in this neighbourhood" We all need a fix, I guess I need one too But I'm trying madly to calm these nerves With something new I've got this heavy debt, I've got nothing left But this daunting weight around my neck You got the callous mouth, all your endless doubts We spent this fifteen weeks, trying to work it out Do you think we're getting to something new? Oh God, not another fight I'm always trying to get all these details right I remember when you told me you felt saved And you promised you'd lay flowers on my grave Just like they used to do Is it something new? So now here I stand With these blood soaked hands On these sleepless nights that never end These dumb songs I sing These dumb words I cling to Desperate and stumbling Are we finally getting to something new? Is it something new? Are we finally to something new? |