It's time to leave, the rain is still falling
A question of faith, unanswered as yet
A little relief, but destiny's calling
We're out of place, disaffected regret.

A touch of the hand, a place at the table
The guilt burning bright, for lovers to share
Back out of your vow, because you're not able
To withstand the hate in your reflected stare

Forever and now, the chances are taken
Led by the glow of the cigarette's tip
I look at the lovers, my anger's mistaken
The sedative clutched between broken lips...

The last fatal hour, still touched by such bliss
The end is still nigh, and it leads me to this;
I don't know myself, I don't know anymore
And yet all I've said shows I'm not really sure.