From day one, I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about how all my worst fears are letting out
He said, "Why put a new address on the same old loneliness?"
When breathing just passes the time until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath, and living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address on the same old loneliness?
And this is you and me, and me and you
Until we've got nothing left