Rescue us! With our figureheads in cut-out bins,
even punks need safety pins.
Rescue us! Because I don't want to be a hero anymore.
When I was a girl, I murdered my parents.
I thought that I could sing my way to Paris.

I thought that I could... Rescue us!
With our photocopied tragedies, even goths need rosaries.
Rescue us! Because I don't want to be your hero anymore.
When I was a girl, I murdered my parents.

I thought that I could sing my way to Paris.
I thought that I could...
It was never this cold in my dreams and I think I might
have fought for the wrong side...
Da da Da da Da da Da da Da Da.