In a casino of libertines
Mouths peeling like slot machines,
That never dispense
Eyes spinning like sevens,
That never line up
Where nothing is sober
In a noise cloud so bright and so loud
Where nothing is focused, and nothing heard
Groping and grasping anything that gives in
Only leaves you clutching at weeds
‘til they come out the ground
Where nothing is sober
The signs you did not head
They will not bend, they will not break
They only stand, defiant
Monuments to your true disease
It’s all these little things that only come through when you bleed
Low and lonely it seems to be the only thing to see
This can’t be love
It’s not better than the drugs
Like flashing lights and fucking fist fights
We’re all punch drunk from all these easy nights
With starry trails, like burning kites
The scenery just might take your life
Low and lonely, the old belief that it’s all we’ll be
No, this can’t be love
We won’t feel better tomorrow
No, this can’t be love
It’s not better than the drugs
When the morning comes will it clean away all the sweat and shame?
When this dawn devours all the drinks and drugs that made us feel the same
We all come drunk and stoned
We all cum drunk and stoned
From here on out you’ll never show the pain you have obtained
You’ll never hold yourself with such regard as with distain
Your precious box of scars, to which you’ve given several names
From here on out you’ll never know yourself or who’s to blame
From here on out you’ll never show the pain you have obtained
Your memory is faltered and is skipping frame by frame
There is no sync only static and patterns that remain
From here on out you’ll never know yourself or who’s to blame
When all these single nights are just a haze
And we’ve compromised ourselves in many ways
When giving is innocent and receipt fault
And we’ve only got the next one to hold
When all these things are said and done, and lust faded by the sun
When all these lies are said and spun, and you only bite your tongue
And it’s still only you, just as you’ve become
Will it ever change, ever change all at once
No, it’s all the same, all the same, just as it was
Just as it was before
When all is said and done, and lust faded by the sun, will you shield your eyes
When all these lies are spun, and you only bite your tongue, will you sew your lip
It’s hollow and hard to find
We’re masters of this closing in circles
The lights are gone
