| So the notion of a fiery end |
| Put me to sleep again |
| Nothing imploring |
| Tragically boring |
| When heads hit pillows tonight |
| It may be the last time |
| It may be the last time |
| Throw it away |
| I could be sadder I suppose |
| I should be shedding tears and spouting prose |
| One last time |
| Not much to say |
| I wish I felt something more concrete |
| Something where I could plant my feet and try to breathe |
| One last time |
| Honestly there’s nothing more |
| (honestly there’s nothing more) |
| No revelation on this darkened shore |
| I can’t sleep so what’s the difference what’s the use? |
| If you fell in love with me I couldn’t fall in love with you |
| Throw it away |
| I could be sadder I suppose |
| I should be shedding tears and spouting prose |
| One last time |
| Not much to say |
| I wish I felt something more concrete |
| Something where I could plant my feet and try to breathe |
| One last time |
| I know what you are thinking |
| I know you wish I wouldn’t say |
| I know what you are thinking |
| I know you wish I wouldn’t |
| Be so blatant, indifferent |
| Give me a reason not to say |
| Throw it away |
| I could be sadder I suppose |
| I should be shedding tears and spouting prose |
| One last time |
| Not much to say |
| I wish I felt something more concrete |
| Something where I could plant my feet and try to breathe |
| One last time |
| (Merci à Ewie pour cettes paroles) |