[Verse 1]
No one ever saw you moving through the dark
Leaving slips of paper somewhere in the park
Hidden from your friends, stealing all they knew
Love is thrown in endless rooms, then vile rewards for you
 [bad word] 
And I'm gonna tell, yes, I've gotta tell
Gotta tell the things you said
When you're talking in the dark
And I'm gonna tell the things you've done
When you're walking through the park
 [bad word] 
Some night on the thrillest street [bad word] a silent gun
You've got a dangerous part
You stole their [bad word]  their moon, their sun [bad word] such [?] needle on a crowded train
I bet you feel so lonely you could die

[Verse 2]
Buldings crammed with people, landscapes filled with raft
Gray concrete city, rain has wet the street
I want to see you clearly before you close the door
room of bloody history, you made sure of that
 [bad word] 
I can see you as a corpse hanging from a beam
I could read you like a book
I can feel you falling
I hear you moaning in your room
Oh, see if I care
Oh, please, please make it soon
 [bad word] 
Holes have got you cornered
You've got the blues, my friend
And people don't like you
But you will leave without a sound, without an end
Hopefully it'll shine on you
Death alone shall love you
I hope you feel so lonely you could die
Feel so lonely you could die
You feel so lonely you could die