Lost cities, what a pity 
all those years spent building 
on a love so flimsy, 
so unreal 

Lost cities, what a pity 
all that time spent on nothing 
the [bad word] [bad word] 
as they yell 

till death, till death, till death do we part 
till death, till death, till the death of this love 

Lost cities, what a pity 
adults with hearts of youth 
the walls and windows 
echo with the [bad word] 

Lost cities, what a pity 
the way a home can cry, 
hearing angry voices 
as their love dies 

till death, till death, till death do we part 
till death, till death, of a [bad word] love 

destroy yourselves already, 
you’re halfway there, 
the buildings are falling, 
but you’re still here 
don’t you see there’s no home 
no home left for love here 
Lost cities, what a pity 
no one knows when it’s time 
to accept a lost love 
and say goodbye 

Till death, till death, till death do we part 
till death, till the death of a failing love