To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you 
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you 
Moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you 
In a room with a window in the corner I found [bad word] 

In the shadowplay acting out your own death, knowing no more 
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor 
And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect 
I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left 

I did everything, everything I wanted to 
I let them use you for their own ends 
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you 
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you